Sexy Fun Times/Book/Dana
"Wha? she says sleepily when she eventually picks up the phone. You can hear the baby crying in the background.
"Fancy coming over?"
"Who?"
"Who the fuck else would call this early. I have coffee and croissants for my favourite sister."
"Half an hour."
That gives you time to nip out for the pastries and you know it will be an hour anyway. When she arrives, she is wearing a loose top over her still-swollen breasts and a mini skirt that leaves little to the imagination and boots that reach up past her knees. Her eighteen month old baby is on her hip and when she walks in, she drops the baby on your lap. She seems completely unconcerned at being dumped onto a strange man.
Dana sits down, demolishes the pastries and pours coffee from the flask you made earlier. "So how have you been," she asks. "Still fucking any little girls you can get your pedo hands on?"
"Girls, boys, their parents... I'm not that fussy."
She laughs. "I remember. It's been a while though.
"Not my fault," you say. "You went off with her father.
The baby is dressed in a nappy and a T-shirt, and she is wriggling about on your lap, trying to see what's going on. You sit her up, facing her mother. "Give her here," Dana says, and lifts her top to reveal a substantial pair of tits. Seconds later the baby is clamped on a nipple and sucking enthusiastically.