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I ’ m in and out, literally, as quickly as
possible. I ’ ve
gotten a few blow jobs here and there, but, for the most part, I ’ m very good friends with my right
hand. The last time I actually dipped my wick in an honest-to-goodness
warm-blooded pussy was over six months ago.
    “ Dude , ” I mimic him. “ I am not your buddy. Shut up and eat your breakfast. ” The room fills with snickers as I smirk at Jax and shake my
head.
    “ That long, huh? ” he mumbles under his breath. I take the opportunity to
launch a breakfast sausage at his head, hitting him in the temple.
    “ Boys! ” Tracey shouts. “ Stop
throwing food at each other. I worked hard on it, and I ’ m not making any more. ” She flicks me on the nape of the neck, and I duck away with
a laugh. I look up just in time to see two new faces entering the room. I
recognize them, but only because of the pictures in their files. The Davidson
boys.
    “ Come on in, guys. ” I lift my hand and curl my fingers quickly. They do as I
say and sit down at the table. Normally, the rest of my boys would be making
snide comments, but the older of the two newcomers, Logan, is one big dude. I
don ’ t
think they want to see how riled up he can get. Not yet, anyway.
    “ Logan, ” I say, thrusting out my hand. He slaps it with his own and
lifts his chin in greeting.
    “ What ’ s up, man? ”
    “ Matty. ” I do the same thing and the younger boy shakes my hand timidly. “ I ’ m Dean Wyatt. That ’ s Brayden, Jax, Edgar, Eric, and Curtis. ” I point to each of the boys, and they lift their hands as I
call their names. “ Boys, this is Logan, and this is
Matty. I expect you all to make them feel welcome. This is Mrs. Tracey
Halloway, ” I continue. “ She and her husband, Bill, cook and do a lot of the
maintenance work around the house. ”
    “ Hello, boys, ” Tracey coos, setting full plates down in front of our new
arrivals.
    “ Don ’ t get used to that, ” I laugh as Logan raises his eyes at his brother. “ Today will be the one and only day she will serve you. Isn ’ t that right, T? ”
    “ Unless you have two broken legs or
arms, you ’ ll
get it yourself. ”
    “ We ’ ll go over the house rules when you
get back from school this afternoon. My brother, Aiden, will also be here, so
you ’ ll
meet him, too. ”
    “ Whatever, ” Logan says with a shrug as he and Matty start digging into
their breakfast. I shove one last bite in my mouth and pick up my coffee,
taking a huge swig before standing up. I can hear the boys asking the new kids
questions. Only Logan is answering.
    “ Wha d dya make of him? ” I lean back against the counter and whisper to Tracey. She
turns to look at Matty.
    “ He ’ s used to taking the backseat to his
big brother. I ’ d
venture a guess that he feels like they ’ re
in foster care because he did something wrong to begin with, and that he has no
control over anything. ”
    I
nod. I love having Tracey around. She has an insight into people that ’ s different from mine. She ’ s forty-five with blond hair and long legs. She ’ s a little on the heavier side, but it
suits her. Her tits are huge, which is always fun when we get new kids in the
house. It doesn ’ t
matter what she wears; the boys always stare. She ’ s
patient and nonjudgmental, but she doesn ’ t
take any shit, either. I wouldn ’ t be able to survive without her. None of us would.
    Tracey
and Bill started working for my father about ten years ago. She does a lot of
the cooking and cleaning for the house, but she makes it a learning experience
for the boys. She ’ s
always teaching them how to take care of themselves. Most of the boys can do
their own laundry now, and they take turns cooking on the nights that Tracey
has off. Bill does all our maintenance — plumbing,
electrical, and minor construction. He ’ s really good at showing the boys those things as well. Our
goal is to ensure that when they age out, they ’ ll be fairly