Chapter 18
The following Monday, Bert brought Mary Corso home, and this time entreated with his mother to tell Mary whom she might contact when she went to Hollywood. Though Sarita was unable to guarantee Mary's stardom, at least she was sending Mary to see the right people. If Mary had star-quality about her, they would be the people who would spot it.
The Small home had been a happy home, before. Now it was a much happier home. True, Bert didn't go in for school athletics much anymore, but then with his sister and his mother waiting for him at home, he had no desire to bother with outdoor sports.
Nana was fast discovering all the wonderful things her mother had learned in her youth, but with one difference: Nana was doing it all with three people she loved, and that made the feeling that much more intense.
Ernie Small didn't work as long or as hard as he used to, not with his son getting so much action at home. Hell! Ernie had to make sure there was enough left over for himself. What he loved most was having his wife lie face-down on top of his daughter, with their clitorises rubbing together, and then he would alternate driving his cock in and out of their cunts, in one, then out, in the other, then out, and maintaining the rhythm, not even breaking it when on the verge of orgasm, they would bet into which cunt he would shoot first.
Sarita was the happiest of the lot. Her past had caught up with her, but instead of shaming her, it had made her an even happier woman. It was what she deserved, after all.