Christy

The house was strangely quiet when Christy came home. She set her pack down by the door and listened to the stillness. Faintly, she heard muffled sounds. A TV droned somewhere upstairs. Music faintly seeped up from the basement. She wasn't alone. Dad and Tina must be home, but the house still felt unnaturally empty.

Christy picked up her bag and went upstairs. She wasn't ready to see Dad just yet. Tina's door was open so she went in. Tina had Buffy the Vampire

Slayer playing on TV, but she was busily typing away at her computer. Christy recognized the screen as a chat room.

"What ya doing squirt?" Christy asked.

"Wha?" Tina said absently. "Chatting."

"Who with?" Christy asked.

"The Church Ladies," Tina said.

"Nuns with guns?" Christy asked thinking her sister must be kidding. She usually caught Tina chatting about boy bands or, lately, doing cyber.

"Nah," she said distractedly. "I'm talking to Mom's friends. Daddy's really bumming. Mom's gone off to the Gran's and I want to find out what's

going on." Tina turned from the screen and looked at Christy. "Whatever's going on, it isn't about your pierced titties."

"So you talked to Dad?" Christy asked.

Tina broke into a salacious grin, "Oh we talked," she cooed. "Daddy's got a silver tongue, ya know."

"No!" Christy exclaimed. "You didn't!"

"What?" Tina shot back. "Like you're the only one who gets to fuck Daddy?"

"You little slut!" Christy laughed.

"You bet!" Tina said. Her expression turned serious again. "Have you seen Daddy's little lair in the basement? He's got a lot of stuff from when he and Mom were younger. Punk albums, letters, naked pictures of Mom."

Tina was expecting Christy to be shocked by the revelation, but all she said was "He's got pictures. He told me they met on a nude beach."

"OK," Tina said a trifle miffed. "It so didn't fit with Mom. I mean, Mom makes the nuns look like Girls Gone Wild."

"She's not that bad," Christy laughed.

"Well, almost" Tina responded. "Anyway, I hacked her computer and looked at her files and stuff. Boring."

"And you expected?"

"Something," Tina said. "So I looked at her bookmarks and found this chat room she goes to. I've been talking to her Church Lady friends

pretending to be an old college friend."

"And..." Christy asked.

"And nothing," Tina signed typing a bye message to the chat room and logging off. "Momma is a saint. She's a pillar of the church. The one

thing I did get from them is she has a redemption fixation. They say she's always talking about atonement and earning forgiveness."

"Forgiveness for what?" Christy asked.

"No one knows." Tina said. "Or no one is telling. They're all tight asses ya know."

"Good work, Nancy Drew," Christy said as she mussed Tina's hair. "So what's Dad doing?"

"Moping, drinking, listening to the records Mom made him promise to destroy. Looking at the photos Mom told him to burn." Tina looked

profoundly sad. "Daddy's sad, lonely, horny and now he's feeling guilty because he fucked his daughters."

"Hey, I only blew him," Christy said, but the attempt at humor fell flat. She hadn't really thought that Dad would feel guilty about having sex with her.

"Yeah. That didn't get Monica off the hook either," Tina said. "Look, not to change the subject, but you got a package from Denmark."

"Really?" said Christy. "I don't know anyone in Denmark."

"Well, open it and find out what it is," Tina said tossing the package over to her.

Christy opened the mailer and slid out a blank DVD case with Carmen Sessions 78-79 handwritten on it. A letter fell out with it. Christy

opened the letter and read: This is Doc's friend Han. I got your address from Liz. It bothered me that you looked so familiar. When I got back to work, I realized you reminded me of a girl I worked with when I was just starting in the business. I'd just been mastering some of her old loops to DVD before my trip. I burned this compilation for you so you could check it

out. Let me know what you think."

"Who's Han?" Tina asked.

"A guy I fucked in Amsterdam," Christy said. "He makes pornos."

"You fucked a porn star?" Tina asked.

"No," Christy said as she stared at the case. "More like a camera man, editor than a star. I don't know. I was kind of high when he screwed me."

"Well," Tina said, "let's see what he sent."

Christy popped the DVD into Tina's player. The screen came alive with the logo of a Danish film company followed by a title screen, also in

Danish. The scene opened on a very 70's looking living room. The doorbell rings and a disco boy walk to the door. "Hey, I think that's Han," Christy said.

Han opens the door and there is a woman wearing a polyester jump suit with cleavage down to her navel standing there. The woman asked if she

could demonstrate a vacuum cleaner that really sucked hard. No sooner was she in the door than she had Han's cock in her mouth.

"She does look a little like me," Christy said.

The woman on the screen was now laying on the sofa being fucked. They changed positions to doggy style and the camera came in for a close up

on her face beaming orgasmic bliss. The camera cut to her pussy being pounded and then the scene ended with Han cumming all over the woman's face.

Tina froze the frame. "That's Mom," she said.

"Can't be," Christy said knowing that it probably was. Grans always said she looked just like Mom when she was young. The woman on the screen

looked an awful lot like Christy. Her skin was a little darker, lips a little fuller, but the similarities were striking. "Can't be," Christy

repeated.

"I just saw Dad's naked pictures of Mom," Tina said. "They were from '79. They met in Europe. That's Mom!"

"I think we'd better get Dad," Christy said in a half whisper. "I think he'd better see this."

"I dunno," Tina said. "He's really bummed already."

"I don't see how this could make things any worse," Christy said. "Besides, maybe he knows something about all of this."

"OK, OK," Tina muttered. "You're probably right. I'll go get him."

Tina ran off down the hall while Christy stared at the frozen image on the screen. "Could Mom, the Ice Queen, the Holiest of the Holy Rollers have been a porn star?" It was too much to comprehend. Too much new information was

flooding her. She felt stoned, but she hadn't touched anything in days. This was all too strange for words. None of this could be real.

Soon, Tina came back dragging Dad with her. He was half drunk and protesting, "what's so damned important I have to come up here right this

minute?"

"Who is that?" Tina blurted. "Is that anyone you recognize?"

"Oh my God," Dad sighed and sank down on the bed. "Where in the world… What the hell is that?"

"Who is that?" Christy asked coolly.

Dad looked at her like she'd asked if the sky is red or if the moon is made of Mozzarella. It was a befuddled look one gives when asked an incredibly stupid question by someone who should know the answer. Maybe it was the look of someone who didn't know anymore. Maybe the sky really is red.

"Where did you get this," Dad asked, perhaps evading the question.

"This guys I met in Holland sent me a DVD of old film loops he's transferring to DVD," Christy said. "He said the girl in the loops looked a

lot like me."

"I see," Dad said. "Can I see this thing from the start?"

Tina hit the menu commands and the DVD started over. When the disco boy came on screen, Dad said, "that's Han. I met him in France about the

same time I met your Mother. They were traveling together." When the door opened, Dad confirmed, "and that is your Mom. She was something then."

Tina shot Christy a startled look. She hadn't known what to expect; Anger, rage, jealousy maybe. This deadpan confirmation of identities was freaking her out.

"Have you seen this before, Daddy?" Tina asked.

"No," Dad sighed.

"Talk to us, Daddy," Christy implored.

Dad sighed again. "I knew your Mom made some loops. It was quick money and they didn't ask for work permits. They were shot for the local market, so she never expected them to show up at home. I don't know if Mom ever saw the finished films."

The first loop ended and the second began. This time, Mom was a housewife and a mousy looking blond was at the door. The blond was going door to door selling sex toys. Mom let her in and before you could say double A battery,the blond was using a big red vibrator on Mom.

"Dad," Tina gasped in shock, "Mom's eating pussy!"

"That's Veronica," Dad said. "We had a great three way on the beach in Crete. I didn't marry a church lady, girls. Your Mom was a sex freak."

Christy shrieked, "Oh my God! Mom's fisting that chick!"

Dad chuckled, the first time the girls had heard him laugh in days. "Oh that's Veronica all right. Talk about size queens! If you weren't hung

like a horse… We took turns fisting her one night and she never did get enough."

"Ummm, Dad," Tina asked dumbfounded, "Is this the same person who freaked out when I wore a miniskirt to school? The same control freak who

doesn't want me alone with boys?"

"It's the same woman, but not really the same person," Dad said, sadness returning to his voice. "Something changed about three years after you were born."

The trio sat in silence watching the rest of the lesbian loop. Mom fisted Veronica, then Veronica used a satchel full of sex toys on Mom. The

scene ended in classic loop style with both women riding the same double headed dildo.

The third loop began with Mom dancing in a nightclub. She got up on the bar and she didn't have panties on. The guys at the bar got rowdy trying to catch a look at Mom's pussy. Mom laughed at them, hiked up her skirt and peed in their faces.

"This is too much!" Tina shouted. "Mommy was a freak!"

"I think I like this version of Mom a lot better," Christy said.

On screen, the nightclub had degenerated into a piss orgy. Mom was still on the bar, but now she had a cock in her mouth and another in her cunt.

Another woman stood over them spraying piss on everyone. The camera panned around to other couples fucking, sucking and pissing. They recognized Veronica when the camera panned to her getting fisted by a black guy while

a white guy pissed in her mouth. The camera panned back to Mom in time to see two cocks spraying her face with cum.

"I liked this version on Mom better too," Dad said. "We had some really good times."

A fourth loop came on screen. This one was an early gang bang loop with Mom taking on five guys. She had a cock in her ass, one in her cunt, one in each hand and one in her mouth. The guys changed position every few minutes until everyone had a go at each hole. The segment ended with all five guys cuming on Mom's face and open mouth at the same time. The loop ended on a freeze frame of Mom's face glazed in spunk.

"So what happened to this freaky sex bomb?" Christy asked. "Why did we get stuck with a church lady?"

"And why the hell did you stay with her," Tina chimed in rudely.

"I don't know what happened," Dad said. "Things were great. We calmed down a bit after you girls were born. We couldn't spend all our time fucking

around with babies at home. Still, we had a good sex life and we still played with friends from time to time. Then, like I said, about three

years after Tina was born, everything changed. She went to visit her mother one weekend shortly after her Dad's funeral and came back a born again prude. She never did really explain

why."

"But why did you stay with her?" Tina pressed. "She's got cobwebs in her cunt. How can you stand it?"

"I've almost left her a number of time. I did leave her for awhile when she came back born again. I came back because I wanted to be a Father to my girls and I kept hoping that the vixen I married would come back some day."

"But she hasn't." Tina said.

The fifth loop had stated as they were talking. It was another lesbian scene and rather dull compared to what came before. A tawny Brazilian

girl was going down on Mom. Then Mom went down on the Brazilian girl.

Christy giggled when Mom started licking the Brazilian girl's asshole. "So that's where I get by ass bandit tendencies" she snorted.

"You can lick my ass anytime," Tina shot back.

"You girls are so bad," Dad said suppressing a smile.

On screen, the Brazilian girl got up and left the scene. Mom lay on a bed fucking herself with a big, black dildo. She was really working the

thing like there was no tomorrow. She slammed the big dong into her pussy and was clearly about to cum.

"Oh shit!" Christy screamed. "I don't fucking believe this!"

"What the fuck?" Tina gasped.

The Brazilian girl had just walked back into the scene and she was leading a small pony. Mom broke into a huge grin as and… it looked like the

film melted and the screen went black.

"Daddy?" Christy asked. "Was Mommy going to do what I think she was going to do?"

"Was Mom into fucking horses?" Tina blurted.

"I don't know." Dad said, clearly as shocked as his daughters. "We never did anything like that. We joked about it sometimes, but we never did

anything. Maybe we just never had the chance."

"Christy, you gotta ask Han what happens next" Tina cried. "Why did that asshole send only part of the scene? What kind of shitty tease is

that?"

"Yeah," Christy said absentmindedly. "I'll try to find out. But Daddy, what are we going to tell Mom?"