The next morning, Sally didn’t wake up until 10. When she did finally wake up I brought her a small bowl of mixed fruit, and a piece of toast with a fried egg and cheese on it, as well as a small glass of milk. “Good morning love.” I said as I kissed her on the lips, as well as both her exposed nipples.

“What was that for?” She giggled.
“Something I left out last night. How did you sleep?”
“Perfect. Thank you. I really needed that. And this?” She acknowledged her breakfast and began folding the toast and egg/cheese, and eating it.
“This, is to a new chapter in our life, namely the second half, and hopefully
more.” I replied as I forked pieces of fruit and fed it to her in between bites of egg sandwich. “We need to talk as a family about a few things, so when you’re done please meet us at the dinner table.” Us being myself and our daughter Amanda or Mandy as we call her.

At 16, Mandy looked just like her mother, albeit with Subtle differences such as tighter skin, one twelve gauge shotgun spray of freckles on her upper chest and face, the epicenter being below the neck, C cups, I think, and red hair. She was a genius, had gotten all A’s in school and was currently in college. She didn’t need it though, as she took every 20 dollars we gave her for doing chores and every dollar 10 we gave her for passing a class, and somehow turned it into 1,000 or 2,000 respectively through the stock market every month, and those sums grew exponentially.

As I sat at the kitchen table, my two ladies came in wearing thigh length robes. Mandy wore a matching camisole and panties under her open robe, as she has done during the mornings since she’s had her robe, like her mother sometimes did and Sally wore hers closed, meaning she was naked underneath.