I look over at Allie, and she shyly nods her head. I pull them into a tighter hug and kiss them both tenderly but packed with passion.
"Mom, he can't f**k you before I get a real taste of that c**k gravy. All I got was the leftovers," Allie says with a bit of pout, looking across at our Mom.
Mom sighed and said, "Well, that's up to Adam now how he wants to have us. As the Man of the House, that's his right."
They both look at me, waiting for an answer. I thought about this for a few minutes. First, Mom says I am now the 'Man of the House' with all the rights that entails. That declaration sounds good, but it also sounds like there should be other responsibilities. I let the two beautiful women go from my arms and sat up. I push a couple of pillows against the headboard, then slide back
