Moonstruck

“Do whatever you need to do.” I stepped aside, letting him in. he walked over to the DVD player, looking around it and spotting the case. He sighed, turning back to me.

“Where are the kids now?” he asked, standing up again.

“They are in their room; upstairs.” I said, motioning for him to follow me up to their room. “Guys, this man has to talk to you... and ask you some questions...”

“Did we do something bad?” Midnight approached the cop slowly.

"Not quite," the cop assured him, "I just need you and your brother to tell me everything you saw last night."

"I saw lots of things last night!" he smiled, "Like my brother! And mommy, and daddy, and Tracy!"

"I don’t mean like that... but what else happened?"

"We had dinner!"

"...What did you have?" The cop sighed, kneeling down. This was going to be a long process.

"Macaroni and cheese! It was yummy!"

"Yeah, it was good!" Matt smiled.

"...What did you do after that?"

"Tracy turned on the tel-a...bison..." Midnight stumbled over the word.

"What did she put on?"

"Music! Like Daddy plays!" Matt spoke up now.

"What happened on the music?" The cop looked over to him.

"The lady was taking her clothes off...and she was naked with a Daddy!"

"What else did you see?" The cop looked at both of them, then to me.

"They were touching each other on the TV."

"Did Tracy touch you?"

"Yeah," they both nodded.

"Where?"

"Shoulders, our hands, our hair..."

The cop sighed, "Did she touch you where your underwear covers?"

They both shook their heads, "No."

"Should she have...?!" midnight asked.

"No, no one should ever touch you there except yourself."

"...Daddy touches us there..."