CHAPTER 29

Days pass and we come to Christmas Eve, Dad put up the tree and made sure it got decorated. He's kind of a Christmas nut about the tree. Mrs. Ortega has stated there will be a bible reading tonight since we're not going to church at midnight, nobody tries to talk her out of it since she's been more than friendly and helpful with everyone. The gifts get put out under the tree and stockings are stuffed but by my reckoning there are a lot less presents under the tree than anticipated.

"Honey we have money but we don't need to rub it in everyone's faces, hell half the gifts there were either made or are for you younger ones," Loretta tells me as Mom looks on.

"Besides I'd worry about what you got those women of yours," Mom adds as I look stunned.

"But they said they didn't want anything," I remarked, trying to hold in my laughter.

"Oh no Guy never listens to a woman when it comes to gifts, we always like a present," Mom says as Loretta stares at me in mild horror.

"Wow, then it's pretty good I didn't listen to them," I say smirking as I walk away.

I'm feeling alright about the holiday but the envelope and the information inside has me in a state of wonder, I'm the baby boy. The baby boy who grew up in a broken home because some non-blood related cunt could live out her fantasy of stealing someone's child. I don't realize what I've done till I can hear people yelling and I'm in the back room and have destroyed the crappy plastic table and folding chairs, the same ones I sat with Loretta and Dad at when we talked days ago.

"Guy what the hell are you doing," Dad yells at me as I put my back to the wall and slump down to the floor.

"I don't know, probably getting it out of my system for now," I state quietly as he checks my hands.

I didn't break anything, at least not anything in my body. I'm gonna be a bit sore but I used my hands with tools instead of hammers according to my Dad who has me under a close watch. Kori comes over to check on me and Dad tries to wave her off but she simply side steps him and takes my face in her hands and stares into my soul.

"Oh baby, they hurt you so bad," She tells me, pulling my face to her chest.

"Who hurt him," Dad asks looking at Kori.

"Whoever sent that envelope, he's angry and hurt. We've seen it before," Kori says as my girls come around.

"It's like blocking the bullet coming out of the gun," Imelda says explaining," You raised him but we love him so much. We know him differently than you do sir."

Dad understands amazingly enough and we try to get back to it being Christmas Eve. We sit around and I actually pay attention as Mrs. Ortega reads from the bible to us as we sit in front of the fire and listen. It's quiet the night before the biggest gift giving day of the year even after Imelda's Mom is done with the readings and not a single person has moved from their spots in front of the fire. It takes a while but slowly people make their way to their rooms. I watch all my girls leave and motion that I'll be there soon but I'm sitting and staring straight at the fire. I am zoning out when I note that there are three females staring at me and I'm not marrying a single one of them. Abigail, Bethany and Elizabeth are all staring at me as Liz has just said something.

"So where does that leave us big brother? What do we do when you finally get the blood sister you've been looking for," She repeats a little sadly.

"Well I figure you'll marry Kyle, Abigail will marry Carlos and Bethany will probably marry someone in college who treats her right and doesn't care that if he treats her wrong her brother's will gut him like a fish," I state smiling.

"No that's not what she's talking about," Abigail says trying to make a point but I cut her off.

"No, it's exactly what you will do. We are still family, you are still my sisters and that will not change. Granted I think I know you a little better than we all ever thought would happen," I state with a smirk and get a few chuckles from them in response," I'm not forgetting about my sisters as much as you're not forgetting about me."

I settle the debate and head back towards my room getting a hug from each of my sisters. I get one brother from the marriages but three now four sisters. Who fucking balances this shit? I get into mine and my girl's room and change into bed clothes before getting pulled by five sets of limbs into bed.

Ever get that feeling you need to wake up right now because something is happening, Christmas morning is that for me as I'm hearing some moaning in the room around me. I start to move when I feel warm flesh wrapped around the most important part of me and a pair of lips planted on mine in a soft kiss and I'm being ridden. I get my eyes open and see Rachael's pretty little face contorted in a pleasure mask as she is sliding me in and out of her.

"He's awake," my little innocent whispers as I hear the moaning get a little louder.

I'm taking in my surroundings, my immediate surroundings, in the low light with interest. To my right I see Imelda leaning over Matty slightly as it looks like they are rubbing their womanhood against each other. To my left I have Katy and Kori in a sixty nine with Katy on the bottom, her face buried in Kori's warm folds while Kori is rubbing and fingering Katy. All of them are now a little more vocal than they were before and I'm just listening to the conversations as Rachael is giving me a nice slow ride.

"Oh I'm gonna make you squirt all over the bed Katy," Kori moans while she's licked.

"Don't slow down dammit, I'm getting close," Matty growls at Imelda before they kiss once deep.

"Girls, he's throbbing in me," Rachael moans, leaning back and bouncing on me harder than before.