"Randy, we need ta keep this under wraps around da kids." Sandy spoke as Randy helped her clean up before she pulled up her pants and opened the door of the shed.

"Of course, Sandy. Whatever ya think is best." Randy smiled at her still lost in haze of love from his last orgasm, while following behind her.

She then turned around causing him to run into her chest. "Randy, I mean it. I don't want da kids ta know what we just did... what we are doing... I mean..." She let out a stressed sigh as she looked down but then looked back up at him right away very determined. "I don't want them ta think this sorta thing is ok, cause it ain't!"

"You didn't like it?" Randy's face turned to a frown. "I'm sorry, Sandy. I love ya so much I didn't' mean to get lost in myself! I swear I thought I made you happy before I fi-" Sandy held up her hand and cut him off.

"I loved it." She whispered harshly. "But that don't make what we just did right, and I don't want da kids ta think it's ok to..." She stopped herself as she looked back down at the ground in shame.

"I understand. I'm sorry Sandy." Randy placed one of his hands on her shoulders as they stood outside the cabin door. A sense of ecstasy took hold of him as his sister placed one of her hands on his.

"If this keeps up, and I play ta God it won't, we need ta keep it just between us. Alright?" She looked at him pleadingly before he nodded.

She pulled him in for a quick kiss before taking a step away from him and then opening to door to hear the children rally themselves in joy that their two adult caretakers had returned. "Anything fer ya, sis." Randy smiled stupidly as he followed her in the cabin before being tackled by half her children.

Blaze and Wes continued to climb on their uncle as Randy sat at the table and finally finished up his untouched lunch from earlier. Sandy looked at him over her shoulder and smiled as she cleaned up from her cooking. Randy smiled back... still in a haze of awe of finally being so close to her. He was a bit scared how badly he already found himself yearning for her again. Yet her words of "I pray to god it won't happen again" continued to ring through his ears, and cause him to become a bit worried, and even worse overly needy. "I can't fuck things up. Not now." He reminded himself silently.

"What are muh chores fer da rest of da day?" Randy questioned his sister as he finished sucking down the last bits of his food she prepared while he attempting to still entertain her two boys.

Sandy went ridged for a moment, almost as if a cold breeze overtook her body, but she then regained her normal posture while still having her back turned on her brother and children. "I... Well... Today has just been kinda overwhelming." She stated as if she was actually finally giving into the excess of emotion that the day had bring the two adults in the house. "Maybe we could just take a break fer once?" She looked at Randy over her shoulder seemingly tired.

"Dar are some traps close by I could check real fast." Randy suggested but quickly regreated the look in his sister's eyes took on a gloomy glow after he did so. "Or..." He started as she started to look away only to look back at the sound of his voice again. "I could just get up early tomorrow and take care of it." He smiled as she gave a weak smile back.

"So long as ya don't mind." She breathed a little relieved.

" 'Course not, Sandy." He grinned at her as his heart started to beat faster seeing her grin back at him in return. "Ain't no way in hell I'll be able ta give her up." He mumbled to himself while standing up to bring his empty bowl to her, a young boy attached to each of his legs as if they were trying to act as weights.

The bowl was graciously taken by the adult female as she looked down at half her offspring and then back up her brother apologetically. "Y'all need ta leaver yer uncle be, and get ready fer some learning. Now, head ta the table while I get things ready."

All four children groaned, only causing both the adults to smile, as the youth slowly sumbbled towards the table where they would be trapped for hours as their mother would touter them as best she could with their limited resources.

"Can I help?" Randy asked, as he had a few times in the past year but was usually turned away by his sister. He totally understood, as he usually ended up being more of a distraction than a teacher.

"I'd like dat." She smiled at him, and placed a hand softly on his shoulder briefly, as she made her way to the table. Could ya grab the pencils and scrap paper, shug?" She asked without looking back at him as she took a seat.

Randy's grin took on a far cockier look after hearing her last request. He knew full well he had really broken through her wall, and he had no intention of giving up all he had claimed from his recent accent into her life. The two twins had always been close, but this felling... this new dialogue... He found himself in heaven and even more lost than he had been in her before. If being lost meant being this happy he had no intentions of ever finding his bearings again, so long as they were all ok... so long as she was ok and by his side.

(That last bit was very cringe, but... fuck it and your mom. I only have so much blahs to give to this writing hobby)