DAUGHTERS

Ace's point of view.

We met at the meeting place and we offloaded the money.

Only four of us chased the van, the two others waited at the meeting place. 

The van hijacking was swift. Immediately after we arrived at the spot, we all joined hands in offloading the money, and we were all safe, leaving no trace. 

When we got home and father got his hands on the money, he said we were going to make people smile.

So, he shared the money into three parts as usual, just that this time, it was not shared equally.

The total amount we got from that van was sixty-five million dollars. He set aside forty million dollars, and another sum of ten million dollars in two places, and five million dollars separately.

I was thinking, what's he up to? I was curiously waiting for him to speak out his mind.

It was only him and me alone in the secret room that we created in our new house. The room was well-designed for outsiders not to detect. Only the family members know about the room.

It was a secured room that we call the "Bulk room".

Then he spoke and told me how the money would be shared.

The forty million dollars goes to the widow. The first ten million dollars is for the family. The second ten million dollars is for the orphanages, and the five million dollars for the public.

He was trying to create awareness of our name, and make the streets support us in case anything goes wrong.

First, we will go to the window's house, and other places afterward. All my sisters and I were dressed in our customized hooded yellow dresses. 

And we went with our customized caps and vests too. We got to the widow's house and put on our masks.

We were standing at the main door to the house and I knocked.

A child opened the door and warmly asked in a bit of fear. "Who are you people?".

I answered her, and told her that we were there for their benefit. She asked why we covered our faces, and I asked her if we could talk to her mother instead.

She nodded her head to say yes, and she closed the door on us as we could hear her footsteps descend.

Moments later, another footstep ascended, this time, heavier than the one that left. I guess it was her mother coming, and when the door opened next. It was the widow herself that came to us.

She saw us and asked us if she was in trouble. "No madam, you are not". I responded to her.

Vesta asked her if we could speak inside. It was well written on her face that she was scared, but I think she feels we would force our way in even if she didn't give us permission to. So, she invited us in.

She was covering her children with her body and she said, "Please, don't harm us". She begged.

I told her we meant no harm to her or her children. I explained to her how she had been ripped off her husband's entitlement, and how we were able to retrieve some of the money back. 

We handed over to her bags of money that contained forty million dollars. She started crying in joy.

She explained life had been difficult for her and her children. She said they were already out of provisions, and she was going to get a loan before her daughter came to inform her of her visitors.

She said out of nowhere a sum of forty million dollars was given to her.

Our customized vests and caps were given to the family. We said to them, "We are DAUGHTERS, remember us".

So we left the widow's house and off we went to other places.

Dad said we needed to create awareness, because we might run into trouble someday with the authorities, and sometimes, the only sanctuary for us could be the public hiding us, no matter the level of smartness we are.

He said the way to make the public quickly recognize and like us is that we give to the public.

"Everybody likes and wants money". He said.

We commenced doing giveaways. Once the scene started being crowded, we left the place for another place far away from there.

Leaving the place for another one is for the police not to arrest us.

Giving money to people was not all, we gave them our customized vests and caps too.

As we share the money, we branch at different orphanage homes too to give their own share of the money.

We planned to go to other cities too, and our mother had earlier told us to let her know when we were about to leave. So Mince tried to contact her, but she didn't pick up the calls. She told me she needed a hot shower earlier though, maybe she was taking the shower.

Charles' point of view.

Our daughters are out there doing giveaways to inform the public of our existence. Doing that would make them cooperate with us whenever we are on a mission and need their help.

It was just Milan and me alone at home. She never gets old. She was playing games on the computer set and monitoring the calls and movements of the daughters.

She paused the game, rushed past me to get something. She was wearing underwear that showed her sexy body perfectly.

The shape of her hips, in collaboration with her backside got me hard and standing. Even after all these years, this cute and lovely shape of hers still always turns me on.

I grabbed her back, holding on to her. "What do you want?" She romantically asked.

"This!" I answered her as I put my hands on her backside. Large, curvy, soft and calling.

I can't resist its soft bouncing. I couldn't help but lay her down on the sofa next to me, and dipped my hard in her from behind.