Congenital 4: Congenitalia

GETAWAY

Frank Holden heard the voices behind the door reach a peak. Still he hesitated, made one more time sure that the gun in his hand was loaded and the safety was off, then pushed the door. It opened without a sound, he kept the hinges greased in his house. He woke up from his reverie, sitting by the kitchen table. Her wife Ann was awkwardly making a meal by the stove. A cast on her leg and banding partially covering her vision, it was not going smoothly, but she insisted that he could not produce anything edible. A sudden silence had drawn Frank´s attention. Ann was trying to climb up on a stool, balancing poorly with her crutches. He stepped quickly to her aid and got her what she needed from the top cabinet. A little annoyed at her, he sat back down. He wanted so much to shoot the other Cooper twin too. In fact, his dream was to massacre the whole family in a justified bloodbath. Those depraved brats that made a fool of him… A buzzing sound interrupted his fantasizing. There was somebody at the door. It was the big man that had hit Ann. Suddenly Frank´s blood felt cold with fear. If he planned on shooting people, this one would be on the top of the list.

“You wanna get the children back?”

He slammed the door on the man´s face and ran to get the gun. Five seconds later he was back outside, but the man had disappeared. Out in the open, Frank felt vulnerable. He knew he must not be seen with the gun, but it was the only protection he had. He retreated inside. There was a safety lock on the door, Ann had insisted on buying one. He had thought it was expensive and too much trouble to use. Now he locked it and felt gratitude for every click that the mechanism made.

Jonah felt tension build inside him every day spent in captivity. Their escape plan advanced pitifully slowly, and he knew that the captors´ patience would run out before they got through the door. Surely his patience would. Judy seemed to adapt to situation better, keeping calm but always ready to work on the threshold when there was a chance. He had started spending the nights in Judy´s bed. First, she heard him move restlessly, then he asked very awkwardly if could come to her. They had decided to sleep naked to keep their only clothes as clean as possible. He was hard but tried not to touch her. She sighed and took hold of his penis. When she had stroked him into relaxation, his hand found its way between her legs. She moved it up to her chest, and they fell asleep in warm embrace.

One day Victor did not come with lunch. They ate sandwiches and wondered what would happen now. Maybe he was away? They tried calling out for him and got no answer. After a little hesitation, they started working on the threshold. With more time, results started to show. They tried to keep all the damage on a narrow patch right underneath the lock. A day or two like this more, and they might get through. It would be more difficult to reach deeper under the door though. When Victor came with the dinner, he found them sitting with nothing to do. The comic books lied discarded on the table. Judy turned to him with a hopeful look.

“Hi Victor! Where have you been? How about those books?”

He saw the girl´s face fall and her slowly turn away disappointed.

“Maybe you would like to watch some tv after dinner?” “Yes! Thank you, Victor!”

They were escorted blindfolded to the other bedroom. There was a neatly made bed and two easy chairs. Victor locked the door and put the key to his pocket. The twins sat on the chairs and Victor on the bed behind them. It was a rerun of Mr Bean, and soon the kids were on the floor right in front of the tv, laughing and leaning to each other. Victor occupied one of the chairs. When the program changed, they lost interest, but sat still anyway, reluctant to return to their room. Victor took a phone from his pocket.

“Children, I need a picture of you two. Look this way.”

They turned and smiled to the phone, holding their fingers in V-shape.

“I can´t use this. Keep your hands down and look serious.”

Judy stood up and pulled Jonah with him toward a blank wall.

“I know what you need. Wait a second.”

She took her shirt off, and Jonah followed her cue. They stood against the wall holding each other and looked at Victor with blank expressions, big eyes straight at the lens. Victor was shocked to see their bare upper bodies. He took a picture and showed it to them.

“That´s it. Crop it here, right below shoulders, and maybe you could apply some filter?” “Yeah, like dramatic or dramatic cool.”

Back in their room Judy was excited.

“Did you see his reaction?” “Yeah, well, it´s no wonder.” “I wonder does he like boys or girls.” “Why do you want to know?” “One of us must distract him while the other one chips at the threshold.”

Jonah did not like that idea, but he had no other to offer. He played along next morning. Just a towel around his waist, he heard the key turn in the lock. He knocked the door of the bathroom, where Judy waited with shower running. She came out just as Victor entered the room. All naked, wet from the shower she looked at him and grabbed the towel from Jonah, covering herself with it.

“Your turn, Jonah!”

She walked to her bed, seemingly unaware that she was completely bare from the backside. Jonah entered the bathroom stark naked and looked at Victor over his shoulder. His gaze was nailed to Judy´s butt. Well, that settled who would do the distracting. Annoyed, he thought Judy seemed a little too eager to do it. If he had tracked the passing of time correctly, today was their birthday. He had a good mind of presenting her sister with a black eye for her 12th anniversary. She agreed to spar with him, but they got a chance to go out again. They played ball. Judy claimed it was too hot for blue jeans and did some cartwheels and dance moves in her underwear. Jonah watched Victor admire her and felt his mood go foul. Sensing the change in the atmosphere, Victor acted a little guilty as he took them back in.

After lunch they continued their fighting practice. Jonah came hard at her and swept her defense angrily aside. At the last moment he decided not to hit her after all. He pushed her hard against the wall and turned away.

“Stop, I can´t do it no more.”

He sat down on the floor, breathing heavily. Judy collected herself and sat beside him. After a while she put her arm around his shoulder and leaned against him. She realized with fright that he was crying.

“C´mon bro, I need you to go through this.” “It´s just so much… You going with him to do…whatever, and there´s nothing we can do to…”

She held him a long time, listening to what he had to say. If they were to get out of this mess, it would have to be together, both giving it everything they got and more. Without him she would be truly lost. All she could do was hope that letting him get all the fear and desperation out, he would come out of this stronger. Finally, she felt him relax and heard his breathing slow back to normal.

“I´m sorry I can´t cope with this as good as you. It´s not fair you should worry about me on top of all the other shit.” “Jonah, you´re the one that got me to recover from Uncle Tim. And I will need you again.” “What do you mean, all I have done is drool over you.” “Yeah, we´ll get out of this together, and then you make me cum again, and then we´re back to normal.” “If you call that normal, I´m all in.”

Judy was happy to get a little smile from him. When Victor came with dinner, they were sitting at the table, holding hands. They turned to him and said together:

“Did you know it´s our birthday today?” “No, I did not. You should have told in the morning. Happy birthday.”

He reached to his back pocket and put an old paperback book on the table. Jonah looked at the cover. It was called: Help, I Am Being Held Prisoner.

“Victor my man, get the fuck outta here!”

The big man smiled a little and left. When he was back for the dishes, Jonah lied on his bed, reading. Judy was still at the table.

“Can we watch tv with you again?” “If you wish.” “Jonah, are you coming?” “No, you go ahead.”

Letters on the page danced in Jonah´s eyes. Making out only a word here and there, he counted seconds between page turns. Out of the corner of his eye he watched blindfolded Judy being led by the man he knew capable for terrifying violence. He had seen her straight and balanced posture all his life, now her stance communicated just nervosity. Stepping out, she tripped a little. That was something he had not seen since she started dancing. Victor stopped her and turned to lock the door. Jonah saw his hands tremble. He was left in the room alone with a bad feeling about this plan. Nevertheless, he waited until he judged that they were behind two closed doors, then waited some more, giving them time to turn on the tv – or whatever they ended up doing there. He gripped the chisel hard and hit the threshold with all his strength.

The chairs were next to each other. Some old sit-com that Judy did not know was on the tv. She heard a faint thud and turned to see if Victor reacted. He turned to look back at her.

“Victor, kiss me.” “What, no. I´m not your friend, little girl.” “It´s my birthday. Kiss me.”

She climbed on his lap and put her hand on his wide chest. His heart beat fast. There was another noise from their room. She pressed her lips on his. She sucked his lower lip a little. Their mouths were just slightly open. She considered sticking her tongue in his mouth but did not see a point in that. She was only getting to know the things that got grown-ups excited and hoped not to bore Victor with her inexperience. She was reassured by his hands holding her back and repositioned herself to straddle his lap. There was barely room for her legs on the chair, but she managed to press her groin against the bulge she found in his pants. Judy thought she heard another thud. She started moaning into Victor´s ear and grinding her hips on his lap. She felt silly acting out like that, but soon the act became real. She was hot and wet between her legs, Victor´s breathing was heavy in her ears as he moved against her body too. The chair croaked at their movements.

“Can we go to the bed?”

She stripped naked in the few seconds it took them to move. Victor sat on the bed and took more time to undress, looking at Judy in wonder. Last thing to come off were his briefs, revealing a large, hard penis. Judy sat next to him and wrapped her fingers around it. It reminded her of Uncle Tim´s organ and how much it had hurt inside her. She moved the foreskin slowly up and down.

“Let´s not try to fit this bad boy in today. How about you finding me a year from now when it´s my birthday again? Do it then?” “Okay.” “It´s a deal then. Ready or not, I´ll take it when I turn thirteen.”

Judy kept stroking the rod. Victor´s hand came tentatively towards her groin, and she opened her legs to give him room. He felt all over her sex with his finger, following the moisture between her folds. It was a lot like Jonah the other day. Could Victor be as unexperienced? She pushed him gently to the bed and straddled his groin again, this time naked. The penis was in between her labia, just the tip peaking from under her pubic mound when she moved backwards. She rocked to-and-fro, their privates rubbing each other in the fluids generated by her pussy. She resumed her moaning to cover any noise Jonah might make. Victor supported her by her chest and felt her little tits press against his palms. He thrusted against her groin and pulled her against him. She felt the contact between her legs disappear, his dick moved between their bellies now. His body was muscular, hard to the touch, and all that strength squirmed helpless at her command. He had a foolish expression of dumb pleasure on his face. She lowered her eyes in order not to laugh and kissed his nipple, then pushed herself up and took his hardon in her hand. It was slippery and wet, most of it most likely her own fluids. She licked the shaft carefully. Not quite able to determine the taste, she took a bigger lick covering whole underside of his penis. It twitched and oozed clear precum from the hole at the tip. She licked that too, and finding the taste ok, took the purple tip into her mouth. Remembering the pain and horror of suffocating, she made sure it did not touch her throat. After a moment of licking and sucking, Victor pushed forward, and that was her cue to pull away from it. Still it moved inside her hand, she could feel it pulse with a life of its own, then his seed shot out splashing on her face. She pointed it down and felt the next warm jet on her chest. She held the shaft as long as the wet spasms lasted, then climbed on top of Victor. Licking the cum from around her mouth she showed her tongue at him, then tasted the stuff. With a nod of approval, she laid her head on his chest and said:

“What a messy boy you are.”

Victor´s arms hugged her, it was warm and tender but firm at the same time. Very soon the embrace lost its force and one of his hands slid off her. She heard a faint snore escape his mouth. Careful not to move, she scanned the room with her eyes. His trousers were thrown over the back of a chair. She could see something large in a pocket. Cautiously she moved her leg until she felt the floor under her foot. She slid very slowly down off him, until his hand dropped on his belly. His breathing interrupted for a second, then he continued snoring with a contented smile. She slid the key from the trouser pocket and managed to insert it to the lock without a sound. As she turned it, his snoring stopped instantly. She heard the bed squeak under him as she opened the door. Looking back, she saw him step towards her, limp dick swinging between his legs, eyes totally awake. She slammed the door shut before him and locked it.

Surveying his very small progress on the threshold, Jonah heard the key turn in the lock. He dashed to his bed and hid the chisel. The door opened and Judy stood there naked, some slimy goo drying on her face and torso.

“Judy? Where´s your clothes?”

She turned to look at the room she had just escaped from. Everything was there, except her shoes and a jacket. The door shook as something hit it hard from the inside. Jonah took his trousers off.

“Here, wear these.”

He put on his shoes and jacket and went to the other room. There was another crash at Victor´s door. It would not last many more. He could not bear it if all that Judy had done was in vain. If he could get something heavy against the door, then the lock would not have to take all the force. But there was nothing useful there. He went back to check on Judy.

“We gotta move fast.”

She had the trousers on and leaned to tie her shoelaces. The jacket opened, revealing her bare upper body. He knew the stuff on her must be sperm. He wanted to kill all the grown-ups to avenge this humiliation. Clenching his hand into a fist, he remembered the chisel. He got it and ran to the other room. With the poll of the axe he found by the fireplace, he hammered the tool between floorboards just in front of the door. The door did not budge with next attack. Instead, a board broke from it right next to the lock, and a bare foot shot out, almost hitting Jonah´s head. Victor tried to pull his stuck foot back. Jonah recovered from his shock and swung the axe at it as hard as he could. The foot and the blade disappeared through the hole. He heard a scream and the sound of a body falling to the floor. Reflexively he pulled the axe back as Judy came to his side. They looked in horror as a piece of flesh fell from the bloodied blade. Jonah threw the axe away and they scrambled out.

It was getting dark. They ran past the big house. There was no one outside, just a car in front and lights on the windows. A little further down the road, they saw a shadow of a person ahead. They dashed to the dark woods. Some spiky undergrowth scraped Jonah´s bare legs and both got their sneakers wet, stepping into puddles in the dark. Realizing they made a lot of noise, they slowed down and tried to advance stealthily. At once they heard someone coming closer right in front of them. Panicking, they fled back the other way, straight into the arms of a man in hunting gear. He dragged them to an opening and looked surprised to see a girl and a boy in his underwear.

“What are you… wait a minute. You are that kid that visited the other day, Cooper´s boy.” “Mr. Chen! How come you are here?”

Suddenly there was a gun in his hand.

“You´re coming with me.”

HOT ON THE TRAIL

Terry emerged to the streets late in the afternoon, so weak he could barely walk. He was sweating for a change, which he presumed meant fever coming down. He was in no shape to take on criminals. In a drug store he hoarded all kinds of medicine he could buy without prescription. By the door there was a drinking fountain and he downed three pills straight. He was just opening another packet when a voice from behind stopped him.

“You should stop now and read the instructions.”

It was Doctor Adams, a woman he had co-operated with many times during his career in the police force.

“I knew you were a gloomy person, but O.D. on paracetamol is a slow and nasty way to go.” “Catherine, strange meeting you here.” “I had an appointment with your daughter, this is the second no-show from her.” “I´m looking for the twins right now. That´s why I need to stay functional.” “Come meet me in my office.”

On the way to the hospital, she noticed his sneezing and lack of strength. She looked at him sternly.

“You have an infection in your respiratory tract. What you really need to do is rest it out, but I guess that´s out of the question?” “That´s correct. Just give me something to keep my body in motion for a day or two. That´s all that counts.” “Those pills you took should take effect right about now. Bad news is you took the whole day´s limit. With paracetamol it´s 3 grams a day, everything over that is a serious risk for the liver. And taking more wouldn´t do any good either. In addition, you can take one of those ibuprofen pills every four hours. They both reduce fever and alleviate the ache.” “So it´s just common cold. Not something I got from the prison?” “They tested you for all kinds of things there. I have the results here, all negative. Speaking of prison, if you had told me you had an identical twin, there would have been tests that can distinguish your dna.” “He was pronounced dead. If I had asked for a more expensive test, would you have done it?” “I would not have been allowed to. But you know, I might have done it anyway.” “Part of me thought it would be better if I was locked up. It was a bad call, got the kids into trouble. Have you got anything more to help me to keep going?” “If you haven´t used stimulants like amphetamine or cocaine before, I do not advice to try them now. Caffeine will help. Drink warm coffee to ease your throat, and take caffeine pills. They will upset your stomach, but that´s the price you pay.”

Terry tried to make a fast goodbye, but she insisted on driving him. Since Judy kept failing to make her appointments, she could as well make a home visit. Terry knew that there could be dangers ahead, but this was the fastest way to get to the kids. He would just have to send her away while it was still safe. It was not that far away, but a few wrong turns took so much time that it was already dark when they reached the farm. They parked in front of a big house. Terry was just telling her to wait in the car, when a man came out of the house and walked to the driver side window.

“Madam, this is private…oh Mr. Cooper. She´s been asking for you. Come right in.”

He opened the door for Dr. Adams, and they all walked in. They were led through the mostly empty house. There were some hard-looking men, but not as many as Terry had feared. Now he wished he had come armed. They reached a salon. An old, frail-looking woman looked at them.

“Terry. Do you know where your brother is?”

Now he recognized her as his mother. He had not seen her for ten years, and time had not been kind to her. Her voice was strangely toneless as she continued.

“I was told he went to see that Holden, we have been asking him about Timmy.” “Well, Holden shot him of course. He has wanted to do it since Timmy started dating Johanna.” “But he is such a gentle boy. Why would anyone want to hurt him?”

It was no use to talk about that. She seemed to be only barely aware of where she was.

“You fetched the kids from Holden. Where are they?” “The twins? Victor has them. He has been calling me. Asking for books and toys and whatnot. I don´t answer him anymore. Why are you men so interested in them children?” “Mother. How many twins do you think there are in that town? They are mine.” “Well go get them by all means… You there, show them the way.”

The man they had met coming in took them back outside. Doctor Adams pointed back at the salon.

“You know she has dementia?”

Their escort waited until no one else could hear him.

“Tim´s been effectively in charge for a while. Him and Victor are what´s stopped the bigger players from swallowing us.”

They reached a smaller cabin. Terry felt dread rise in him as he saw a bloodied axe on the floor and a broken door with crimson handprints all over the lock. He smelled blood, and it got more potent as he walked to the door and tried to open it. It was stopped by a chisel stuck to the floor. He tried to pull it out, but the gore on the handle made his grip slip. He kicked the tool away and swung the door open. It smelled like a butchery inside. There was partially dried blood all over the floor, flies everywhere and a lifeless man lying by the door. His foot was wrapped with bandages made of clothes, Terry recognized some of Judy´s, and held up on top of a chair. He was unconscious, a phone right by his hand. Doctor Adams knelt to examine him. Terry went to look around the cabin. The rooms - empty one with bars in the window and this one with a hole in the door – told him most of what had happened here.

“I can feel a weak pulse. He needs an IV drop and surgery for his foot right now.”

Doctor Adams drove off with Victor. Terry saw the other man look concerned. It was understandable. This gang had lost its brain and muscle and was now vulnerable. He could possibly take the place of Tim for a while, make it look like mother was still in control. But of the Cooper family, there were only two that mattered to him now, and they had left the farm. He started walking down the road, looking around for signs of the twins. As soon as the house was behind him, he felt shivers of cold. He stopped to peer at the medicine packets and swallowed one pill dry. Having stopped there, he noticed a small dirt road crossing this one. Some broken shrubbery betrayed that it had been driven recently. Barely out of view from the bigger road, there was a nine-seater van parked facing the road. Approaching carefully, Terry saw a shadow of a man in the front seat. Apparently, the hit against mom´s outfit was already underway. Guessing that his own stumbling around had attracted attention, he was glad that the kids had escaped the danger. For a second time today, Terry wished he had a gun. The man in the van certainly had one. Come to think of it, Terry could use a vehicle as well as firepower. He stepped into the woods to sneak past the car. In the dark, his sense of direction all but gone, he lost his balance every other step. Damn that fever. He would take another pill as soon as he could see something, no matter what it did to his liver. Stumbling in the woods for a while, he judged he must have passed the van by now. He made his way back to the road and found a completely different car. This one was sedan, one that he recognized. It was Chen´s bright orange Nissan. That explained how those people found their way here so soon. He remembered setting the alarm on the car. If Chen had not disabled it, he could not touch it. Or maybe he could use it to trick the guard somehow? Surveying the car, he found the keys on top of the driver´s side wheel. Terry pushed the button to unlock the car. The lights flashed and there was an audio signal that sounded deafeningly loud in the silence of the night. He put the keys back on the wheel and dived for cover in a ditch by the road. He waited, trying to remain still in the damp thicket while rising fever made his limbs shake. No one came. He got up and sat in the driver´s seat. Interior lights remained off when he opened the door, Chen must have taken care of that. He remembered there were two different kinds of pills, but which ones could he take, had slipped from his memory. He took one at random and remembered the caffeine pills. After them his mouth was seriously dry. Searching for a water bottle, he opened a container and found a single key. Must be to Chen´s garage. If he had found it earlier, there would not have been the encounter with young Amy, no infection, perhaps not this trouble here, either. He sat for a while trying to remember if there was room to pass the van. With his friends out and about, the guard would not chase him far. But the road was narrow, more like a path. He would have to crawl by, and the man was armed. His shivering had lessened. Must be the medicine working. Just a little while more before sneaking behind the van. It was actually quite comfortable here. His breathing worked better in sitting position. His eyes relaxed, nothing to focus on in the dark forest. A movement pulled him back to reality. Shadows moving on the road right in front of him. Soon he recognized Jonah and Judy, and Chen right behind them, holding a gun. He had not yet been seen, but there was only the windscreen between them. He crawled to the back seat and crouched down. He saw the kids walk past and stop by the back door as Chen bent to pick up the key. The lights flashed illuminating the forest momentarily, but since the car was already open, there was no sound. Not noticing, he opened the back door.

“Stop. You, take this and tie her hands.”

After a while Judy crawled clumsily into the back seat with her hands zip tied. Her eyes got big as she saw Terry, but she remained silent. Terry listened intently to what happened outside.

“Now you, no, hands behind your back.”

Terry knew Chen would need both hands to fasten the zip tie. He waited for the sound of the plastic tie tightening, when the gun would be in Chen´s pocket, or even better… A sound from above as something heavy was placed on the roof. He grabbed the door handle. Nothing happened. He had forgotten the child lock. Judy saw his movement and realized what he was up to. She turned on the seat and got her feet up, knees touching her chest. She cried: “Jonah” and simultaneously kicked him in the chest with both feet. Jonah pushed against Chen and they both fell to the road. Terry struggled his way past Judy. As soon as he got his upper body out of the car, he turned around and got the gun from the roof.

“Jonah, come here.”

Both thrashing on the ground, Chen tried to hold the boy between himself and Terry. Judy got out of the car and landed a kick on his elbow. It was nothing fancy but looked like it hurt. Jonah felt the grip on him release and got farther from the man. Terry pointed the gun at Chen´s head.

“Get in the car, safety belt on, hands on the wheel.”

As Chen complied, Terry sat on the back seat behind him. He closed the door and listened to the sounds outside fade away. Jonah sat next to him.

“Right, Chen. I know you hold grudge against me. Now I got the upper hand, but that does not make you harmless. I can´t have another man out for vengeance against my family. That´s basically it, you are a danger to my children.”

He saw the man tense the muscles in his neck, like attempting to deflect a bullet. He knew what he had to do, but he just could not bring himself to pull the trigger in cold blood.

“Jonah, get out of the car.” “He did not hurt us, dad.”

A strange sound escaped Chen; half a sob, half inhaling of breath. If Terry was in that position, he would try something now. Hoping for the choice to be made for him, he kept his eyes on the man as he replied to his son.

“Just get out.” “The door won´t open” “Goddamn. It´s the child lock. Open the window and use the handle outside…Chen, you got the key, turn on the car, don´t start the engine.”

The man searched his pocket for the key. He was whining low, they could hear snot gurgle every time he drew breath. Suddenly he turned his head to the passenger seat and vomited.

“Please…”

His fumbling hand reached for the ignition. The key dropped to the floor and they could hear sound of flatulence. As the smell filled the car, Judy opened the door next to Terry.

“Daddy, stop.” “No, Judy. Please let Jonah out. There is no other option.” “You are wrong, dad. Come on out, give me the gun.”

Charles Chen heard father and daughter exchange places behind him. Inhaling fresh air from the open door felt like emerging from under the wings of Death. Filled with gratitude, he listened to what Judy had to say.

“Mr. Chen, I know you have a grievance with my father. You need to let go of it. If you try anything against any of us, no one you care for is safe. You know what dad can do, and Jonah and me, we have learned stuff these days. I´ll give you a week to be gone, then you may not be seen. Do you understand?”

Charles had tears flowing down his face again. He agreed wholeheartedly to whatever this wise girl asked of him. He had pressured Amy hard about what had happened between her and Terry Cooper, and there was a lot of bad blood between him and his daughter now. When he returned home, first thing he would do would be to apologize to her. He had been that close to being in bad terms with her forever. If moving away was the price for avoiding that, he was happy to do that. In the rearview mirror he saw Jonah raise his hands to his ears. Why would the boy…

Outside the car, Terry jumped at the sound of the shot. He opened the door to find Judy still holding the gun and looking petrified. He took it gently and helped her outside. He did not try to say anything, her ears probably rang from the shot. He could only hope there wouldn´t be any permanent damage to her hearing. Jonah followed Judy out of the smelly car. He looked at her eyes and hugged her. Realizing her hands were still bound, he took a key from Terry and started sawing the plastic with it.

“You got me fooled there.” “Dad was right. It had to be done… No need to be like that for him though, shitting himself and praying for his life.”

Terry heard her. If only he had been man enough and just shot the guy. Now Judy had killed someone, and she could even be prosecuted for it. He told the kids to hold their ears, opened the car door to a glint and put another bullet into Chen´s body. If the cops were to find powder remains on his hands, they hopefully would not bother to check Judy´s.

“There is a guard ahead. If he heard where those shots came from, he might come looking.”

Terry moved up the road. It was partially overgrown; he used the bushes as cover. Soon he saw the van. The guard was standing by it, a gun in his hand. He looked around time to time, but his attention was directed this way. The kids were right behind Terry. Judy whispered: “Wait here” and disappeared into the woods. Terry did not know, what she had in mind, but feared for her. Jonah just shrugged. After a while the guard turned toward the forest and lifted his gun. Terry took aim at him but relaxed as he let his arm down. The man looked stupefied at the totally naked girl coming from between the trees. Terry advanced the way he had been taught at police training, keeping his aim and balance. Every second Judy could distract the man, he got a better shot. But if the man lifted his gun at her, he would start shooting. He got so close that he had to stop and click his tongue to get the man´s attention. He instructed him to put the gun to the ground and step back. As he caught the man sneaking a peak at Judy, who had turned to go get her clothes, he stepped forward and hit his temple with the gun. The man held his head. Terry walked him to the nearest tree and Jonah tied his hands around it. They were checking the nine-seater when Judy emerged from the woods, clothed again. Terry found a canister that smelled of petrol. He carried it to Chen´s car and splashed the insides with gasoline. He made sure to smear all the surfaces they had touched, then waited for it to vaporize a little and threw a match in. When all the interior was in flames, he ran back to the van and they drove off.

CONGENITALIA

Once they had reached safe distance from the farm, Terry found a 24-hour supermarket. He bought a set of clothes for everyone. He did not care what they looked like, just checked the size markings. Everything had to be individually wrapped in plastic. They needed a place to hide tonight and make sure there was no trace of Chen on them. Back in town, he parked the van on a side street and walked the kids to Chen´s garage. The corpse could be found by now, but it would take at least a day before the investigators would start looking at the victim´s premises. More likely a week. Seeing it inside at last, the garage did make an impression. A well-organized storage took half of the space, rest was a mancave. There was a gigantic television, a sofa large enough to get lost in, and a shower. Terry ushered Judy to go wash, reminding her to scrub her hands and face extra hard. Jonah had also been inside the car when the gun had been fired, so he was the next to shower. All their clothes were to be disposed of. Warm water made Terry finally relax. Chen had not skimped on the size of boiler, and Terry made good use of it. He felt the sickness and trouble melt away and flow down the drain. There was a lot to do before they were home and dry, but together again, they would manage everything. Feeling good and hopeful for a change, he emerged from the shower and saw Jonah embracing Judy on the sofa. They had spread towels on the pillows and lied there naked, Jonah´s back towards Terry. Those two had been through a lot, and still they were the most beautiful thing in Terry´s world. Like countless times before, he moved quietly closer to kiss their cheeks. Bending over their heads, he saw that Judy was awake. The smile she gave him was simultaneously shy and bold. Jonah´s fingers moved between her legs. Terry stopped surprised. He had not seen a hint of anything like this between the twins before. Judy seemed happy. He stroked her shoulder and kissed her cheek. She took hold of his hand and held it. Bent awkwardly, he got on the couch beside the kids and hugged them both. He felt the muscles in Jonah´s hand stop moving. The boy tensed, then slowly relaxed to the embrace. Terry remembered the afternoon naps he had enjoyed holding his perfect children when they were little. When they had grown to exercise their own will, they had begun to squirm away from him before going to sleep. He expected Jonah, pressed between them two, to soon feel hot and break away from them. Terry smiled and enjoyed this return of his little ones. As they had grown even more, he had started to have those dreams and fantasies, and distanced himself from them. Judy sighed long and sat slowly up, letting Terry´s hand slide over her chest and abdomen. This was alarmingly close to his forbidden dream scenarios. Terry pulled his hand away and rose to look at her. She was stroking Jonah´s dick, which hardened before his eyes. The boy saw him looking and let out a complaining groan. Judy grinned at them and moved down the sofa on her hands and knees. She took his brother´s boner into her mouth. Terry got off the couch to look at his little girl showing off her new tricks. This must be a reaction to their strange experiences. Thinking about it, it could be much worse. He was glad that they could find joy in their sexuality. He stroked Judy´s hair and kissed her forehead. Doing this he found himself inches away from Jonah´s dick disappearing into her mouth. Scents and sounds overwhelmed his senses, making a need surface in him. Fearing that he could not control himself, he moved away. His hand followed her spine as if her skin was a magnet that he could not separate from. He stopped. Summoning his willpower, he could break away now, give the children some privacy. He pressed his palm on Judy´s skin to charge himself with her warmth. She responded by moving forward and making his hand slide over her buttocks. Terry pulled his hand away like it was burning. She turned to laugh at him before returning her attention to Jonah´s penis. Very carefully, watching for any sign of discomfort, Terry cupped her butt in his hands. She pushed back a little. That was affirmation enough for him. He kissed the start of her butt crack and spread her legs, she co-operated willingly. Sending a mental thank you to Chen for buying such a ridiculously long sofa, he got on his back behind Judy and moved underneath her. First, he arched his neck to reach her vulva with his tongue. She froze surprised, then cautiously lowered herself to his reach. The tip of Terry´s tongue explored between her labia and found her all wet and slippery. Before Amy, he had not even known it possible for girls before puberty, or had Judy had her periods while he was away? A pleasant surprise anyway, it was his all-time favorite taste. He savored the stuff on his lips. Judy tasted better than anyone before her.

Judy circled her tongue around the tip of Jonah´s dick. A long lick through her pussy made all her body shake. She pushed her clitoris to daddy´s mouth, ready to grind herself into a climax. His arms found their way around her legs, squeezing her butt and pressing her groin to him. Her whole girlhood was enclosed in his mouth, then he surrounded her clitoris with his lips and started licking. Held tight, she was no longer in control. A horrible memory lurked around the borders of her awareness, but she fought it back. She knew that if she said so, dad would stop. But she did not want him to. Alternating between licking and sucking, he managed to render her into a knot of tingling nerve ends, that could only wait helpless for the next onslaught of pleasure. Instinctively she sucked her brother´s hard knob, humming a single note with every exhalation. A heat built up in her tummy, spreading to her chest and burning on her cheeks. A current of unknown power shook the muscles of her lower body, then she collapsed on top of daddy´s face. Afraid of suffocating him, she struggled herself up and turned around. If surrendering to a lover was like this, she wanted more of it. Now.

“Jonah, you may take me now.”

Jonah looked at her backside, offered to him. Moisture glistened on her skin all the way to her buttocks. Her pussy lips were puffy and slightly open, showing the pink inside. It was beautiful. Judy got impatient and shook her booty at him. He woke up from his reverie and pointed his dick between the slippery folds and into the smooth canal. As the warm flesh enveloped his penis, he knew he was the luckiest boy alive. This was the best thing the world had to offer. He moved slowly inside her and looked at dad sitting up. Daddy´s cheeks were red and there were fluids all over his face. He smiled at Jonah, then turned surprised down. Judy had grabbed his dick and taken the glans into her mouth. He tried to pull her away.

“Judy darling, you don´t have to…”

She slapped his hand off and continued. His concerned look faded slowly into one of dumb pleasure. Jonah realized that he must look just like that also and had to giggle a little. Dad smiled at him and nodded downwards. Jonah looked, there was Judy´s butt and the miracle of a part of himself entering her body. He smiled back at dad, but he just kept nodding and pointed with his hand. The perplexed boy looked down again. His hands were on her buttocks, holding for balance and squeezing because that´s what his instinct told him to do. Dad caressed Judy´s hair with one hand and made a rounding gesture with the other. Jonah moved his hands on Judy´s body, up her back and round her sides to her tummy. He could almost reach her tits. In the opposite direction he found the bulge of her mons, moist and slippery. He traced the contours down there and tried to remember where she had shown him the best part to touch. Jonah was so deeply concentrated on exploring Judy´s sex that he forgot to move his hips. He found the harder little ridge between the soft folds. Pressing there made her shiver and tighten around his dick. He rubbed there and resumed thrusting into her in rhythm. She bucked back wildly and screamed around daddy´s cock. He felt a warm spray on his hand, her pussy pulsed and milked him, and he was pulled over the limit into extasy. Having spasmed and squirmed and almost fallen to the floor, Jonah slowly regained control of his body. Suddenly drained and drowsy, he pulled carefully out of Judy. She, too, was exhausted, resting her head on daddy´s lap. She had a contented smile on her flushed face, and a little cum trailed from the corner of her mouth. Dad´s dick rested limp beside her. Jonah laid down next to her and wrapped his arm around her.

Terry woke up in the small hours. He had fallen asleep sloughed on the sofa, the kids using his thigh as a pillow. Now his leg was numb, and he felt cold, but looking at his children, a warmth rose within him. They slept peacefully under his watchful eyes, holding each other. Smell of sex reminded him of the strangeness of their situation. There was a possibility that this would end badly, but now was not the time to worry about it. He moved them carefully and got up to find some covers for the kids. As the sun started to rise, he had already checked the place for anything suitable for breakfast. Late Mr. Chen had not been a big supporter of healthy ingredients, so beef jerky and wonder bread with Pepsi had to do. Checking the twins, he found them whispering to each other. They turned to him and Judy blushed.

“Do you think I´m a horrible slut?” “What, no. If Jonah said something like that, I´m gonna teach him a lesson.” “I did not! She started this stupid shit as soon as we woke up.” “Well yeah, I mean the way I acted yesterday, I was all over you guys like some…” “Judy. We had just got out of a very scary situation. You can´t expect people to act normal after something like that. There was adrenaline, fear, relief - it was like we were high, high on living through that.” “And no one was forced to do anything.” “Yes, Jonah, even though I am responsible for you kids. If you feel bad about it, we must talk and find a solution. Now, we don´t want to get connected to Chen. You two, hit the shower, and then we must destroy everything on those towels and that sofa. There must be some useful chemicals here, this is a drug facility after all.”

After washing they put on the new clothes. The old ones and all the towels they had used went into a big trash bag that he planned to dispose of later. The kids did not like what dad had bought, but this was just temporary, no one should see them anyway. Terry reminded them that all their stuff was with Holden, and he would not have much money to go shopping before he found some work. They searched the storage. Terry knew that sweat was base, which acid would break down better. Vagina, on the other hand, was acidic, and there was a lot of fluid from Judy last night. He wanted to treat the sofa with both acid and base. It should react strong enough to disintegrate all the evidence of their stay. While dad was busy hunting chemicals, Judy examined a box she had found. It was filled with sheets of paper, that had colorful little pictures printed on them. She knew what it must be. She hid as many as she could between her shirts, careful not to have them against her skin. Like dad had said, money would be tight from now on. She could easily sell these at school. Must talk to Jonah, come back here to get more stuff.

A YEAR LATER

After school, Judy was annoyed by a boy. She had some same classes with this Paul, so it was not too suspicious that they talked. Still, she just wanted him to be gone.

“I don´t have anything for you now, and this is final. The stuff shows on you, everyone can see you got the shakes. You just kick it for a while, come back later. Jonah´s got some good weed to help you out.” “You are not selling me, eh? I´ll go somewhere else then.” “I can´t stop you. But if someone sells you our stuff, we´ll get pissed. Jonah will visit you both, or if you really get me mad, I´ll do it myself. Now get lost, you´ll miss your bus.”

The boy got on a school bus, and it drove away. Behind it, there was a big man. It was Victor and he looked straight at Judy. She considered running away but decided to walk to him instead. Once again, the school yard got empty by the time she reached him. He handed her a packet wrapped in shiny paper.

“Happy birthday.”

Judy opened it. There was a book, Jimmy the Kid by Donald Westlake, and a pearl necklace. Victor opened the book to show a photograph of herself and Jonah in Victor´s room, smiling and showing a V-sign.

“I thought Jonah would appreciate this book.”

“Thank you, Victor. And sorry for… how is the foot?”

He lifted his leg and knocked it.

“Prosthetic. What kind of celebrations have you planned?”

“Dinner with daddy, then a party with some friends.”

“I stay in a hotel over there. If you want to come by later.”

Judy admired the necklace. She knew dozens of good reasons to stay away from Victor. She knew also that she would go to that hotel room tonight. And in there, those pearls would be the only thing she´d be wearing.