Twin Japanese Nieces Pt29 - Sex Stories

Twin Japanese Nieces Pt29

... hours she looked none the worse for wear. “Hi Uncle Mike,” she said as she walked in the door. I dropped the paperwork and turned my chair to the side so I was facing her. “Hey there my little pet,” I responded with a big smile and open arms. “Why aren’t you sleeping?” Saki walked across the room and climbed up into my lap, taking a seat with her legs off to either side of me and flattening herself against my chest. “I’ve missed you,” she said as she hugged herself against me tightly. “I’ve missed you too darling,” I said as I stroked her hair with my hand. “What’s all of that?” she asked as she looked at the bundle of papers I had just set down. I was not sure if I should tell her what they were yet because I had not spoken to Kayko about it. “Oh, it’s just some legal stuff for me and Kayko,” I said, doing my best to avoid the topic. “Are you ok?” “Yea,” she responded with a sigh. “I feel like I am really home again.” That statement made me feel really good. In the back of my mind I had always wondered how the twins felt about being sent here to America, away from everything and everyone they knew. We had never really talked about it. Now with all of the events that had just taken place over the last two weeks, my curiosity was up. “Don’t you miss being in Japan?” I asked. “Not really,” she responded with a little shrug of her shoulders. “I like being here with you.” The next question I had was sitting on the tip of my tongue. I wanted to ask it, but feared I might pull up ...

... some emotions in Saki that she might not be ready for. I thought for a moment but could not hold it back. “Don’t you miss you dad?” Saki froze in place for a moment before she gave me an answer that almost floored me. “No,” was her simple answer. Her answer really surprised me. I had expected her to start crying into my chest when she thought about her father being gone. But she showed almost no emotion at all. “Why not honey?” I asked as I coaxed her to sit up and look at me. Saki thought for a few seconds before she laid it all out. “He wasn’t very nice to us,” she said in a very flat tone. “What do you mean sweetie?” I asked with raised eyebrows. “He never spent any time with us like you and aunt Kayko do,” she retorted. “He was drunk most of the time and always sent us away with a nanny.” “That’s not cool,” I said as I looked her in the eyes. “The only time he would spend with us was when he wanted to have sex with us,” she said as she lowered her head and looked into my lap. “WHAT!” I responded out of instinct. “Yea,” she said as she played with the hem of my shirt. “He started when we were six. But he never hugged us or told us that he loved us. He would just get on top of me and do it to me until he came inside me. Then he would go and do Shiori. And if we didn’t do what he wanted,” she continued as she looked up into my eyes, “He would beat us.” My opinion of Hirito had just reached rock bottom. That son of a bitch had raped his own girls at the age of six and used ...