Not with Krystal or Lili...

Sitting in your favorite burger joint, you and the girls shared a late dinner. Having devoured a double cheeseburger, you were sipping on your milkshake. Krystal asked you who you were playing with tonight, when, much to their combined consternation, you informed them, "Not tonight."

They protested, but you calmly informed them that too much too often and Sunyi would get suspicious. They ended up accepting it, and then you piled back into the car.

Krystal asked, "Well, if we can do anything with you tonight, then how about tomorrow?"

"Sorry babe, I'll be away from home for the night," you say.

"What, tomorrow too?" Krystal yelped in outrage.

You remind them that living with you gave them far more access to your dick than everyone else. You then throw her a bone, promising them some fun on Sunday. Mollified, you finish the drive home, pulling in at a quarter past 11. Following the girls inside, you find that Sunyi had already gone to bed.

Deciding to tempt you, Krystal and Lili proceeded to strip down in the living room. The two nymphs knew what buttons to push, and despite that, you managed to tell them to go to bed without you. Disappointed, Krystal and Lili disappeared into Krystal's room. Heading into your bedroom, you strip off your clothes, sliding into bed.

Sleeping in, your eyes finally fluttered open at 9:47. Unconsciously you pat the bed next to you looking for one of the girls. At first disappointed, you remember sending them to their rooms. Rolling to your feet, you wander into the bathroom, doing your business before shaving.

Coming out of the bathroom, you slipped on some sweatpantsand were just about to go in search of breakfast when your phone rang.

The ringtone was "Hollaback Girl" by Gwen Stefani, telling you it was Jennifer calling. Picking up the phone, you put it to your ear, hitting accept.

"Hey Jennifer, how's my head cheerleader?"

"Good morning, Daddy," Jennifer replied. "I just wanted to let you know that Conseula will have a top-tier fake I.D. by Tuesday."

"So you spoke with Kerri then."

"Yeah, she introduced me to her Uncle Vitto. Who isn't so much her uncle but is her guardian." Jennifer giggled, adding, "Really nice guy for a semi-retired mobster."

"How does one go about being a semi-retired mobster?"

"That's simple, Daddy. Vitto says he's mostly an occasional middleman nowadays; he leaves the crimes to others."

"Good with Conseula as one of the chaperones. That means on Monday I need to touch base with whomever the other is supposed to be."

"Mnnnnn.... I'm not sure what she's planning is what the district would see as being a proper chaperone."

You groan, imagining the Columbian sex pot giving the team tips on how to ride a cock.

"And now that I have you thinking about sex, Daddy. I did something I hope you'll like."

Of course she did, you think to yourself, asking, "Okay, Jennifer, what did you do?"

"Well, after talking to Vitto about the I.D., he asked me if there was anything else I needed."

You groan, asking, "What did you get?"

"I didn't ask him for, like, ecstasy or anything like that."

"What did you get, Miss Marlow?"

Jennifer was silent for a five count before coming clean: "I asked him for fertility ****."

"So you bought black market fertility meds from an ex-mobster."

"Technically not from him, but a friend of his will be delivering them at 3pm."

You let out a long sigh, "Jeeeeennnnniìiifeer."

"Don't be that way, Daddy. Besides, don't you want to make us all fat with your babies?"

You wanted to disagree with her, but why lie?

"Okay, Jennifer, you win."

"So who are you going to use them with first, Krystal, Lili, or... maybe little Tina?" She purred.

You knew exactly who was getting the first dose.

"I'll come by around six to get some." You tell her.

"Oooooooo, can't wait to see swells after these."

Hanging up, you couldn't quite believe the sheer brazenness of Jennifer Marlow.

"Well, you didn't have to all but announce you're going to use them tonight." You think to yourself.

Heading into the living room, you pass Sunyi, who was doing laundry. You paused, asking her where Krystal and Lili were, and she told you they left with Beth Anne an hour ago.

Thanking her, you went into the kitchen and made yourself a ham sandwich. Taking it and a can of Guinness, you head into the living room and plop down on the couch. Opening up your prime, you started the mini-series North and South. And after finishing the sandwich, you spent the next couple of hours grading tests.

Sunyi had just started the dryer containing her last load when she came into the living room, sitting down next to you. You chatted for a while, learning from her that, according to the D.A., her husband had been suspended from work. You then tell her about him trying to gain access to the school yesterday.

Pausing, you get up, heading into your bedroom. Going into your closet, you pull out your grandfather's old Remington 12 gauge. You open up the lockbox, and you pull out six rounds and load the gun. You bring the weapon into the living room, setting it next to the door.

Showing her how to trigger the safety. You tell a concerned Sunyi to keep the door locked. If her husband shows up and tries to **** his way in, she is to shoot first and ask questions later. Task done, you sit down and finish grading the last 40 tests.

Trembling, Sunyi went into her room to come to grips with what you asked of her. Checking the time, it was almost two, so you went into your room and sat down at your computer, waking it up. Opening up your Dropbox, you go through the pictures from Dallas's phone. You quickly deleted the food pictures.

You spent an hour looking at the pictures, and what was here was honestly shocking. Dallas and seven other Latinas were regularly fucking not only Coach Reese. But also there were pictures of them with a lithe Black woman, eating each other out. There was also a picture of one girl getting spit roasted by Leonard Martin and Reese's assistant coach.

Packaging it all up, you email the 55 pictures to Jennifer. Then pick up the phone and text her that you sent her a digital gift, and let her know you'll swing by soon for those pills.

Grabbing your keys, you let Sunyi know you were leaving. Exiting the house, you get into the car when you get a reply from Jennifer.

JM: Fucking hell, Daddy, I don't know what you did, but you're a fucking god.

Smiling, you drive over to Jennifer's house and arrive right as a dude in a BMW is leaving. Pulling into the driveway, you park your car and get out. Walking up to the door, you ring the doorbell.

You don't wait long as the door flies open. Opening your arms, Jennifer hurls herself into your arms.

"I don't know what you did," kiss, kiss, kiss,"Reese is fucked, and we own him," kiss, kiss, "once the pill finishes wearing off, I'm totally letting you breed me." Kiss, kiss.

Your arms were starting to burn as you set the cheerleader down, saying, "I take it you're pleased."

"If you were going to stay, I'd show you how pleased I am," she purred. Happy to have god-tier leverage over Coach Reese; she gave you the fertility pills. According to the literature, these pills were supposed to help trigger ovulation. She then gave you a second one that was supposed to trigger multiple eggs. And as a bonus, she gave you a bottle of Cialis.

Telling you, "To have fun tonight."

Get back into your car and stare at the pill bottles. It was one thing to fuck the girls bareback and roll the dice. But it was another to purposely dose them with **** meant for helping with fertility issues.