”“And I expect you to give my boobs plenty of nice attention when we get home.”I could feel my face flush as my father continued to play with my...titties. I felt trapped and used – not just by Rob, but now by my father and Tiffani as well. Rob sat on the sofa holding on to my top and my bra as daddy got off on my humiliation. Finally, I guess he figured he had humiliated me enough and he let go of me and went back to the sofa.“You should consider having her get implants.”“I like the real ones.. We were talking all the time and having much fun together. For the evening we went to the local pub and had a lovely meal. Once we finished and paid, once we had got back home, I led her upstairs to my room where made love for the first time. We fell asleep intertwined in each other’s arms.For the next fortnight we had a lot fun, as we spent time together. We began to fall in love . We decided that we had to be together, when it came to the day she had to go back home to Ireland. Deciding that. I come to the door and open it. You are standing there in a skin tight dress. It goes from shoulders to just below your ass. Button down the front, with a belt and hat. You are wearing stiletto boots that come above the knee. I invite you in. As I close the door I ask you how I may help you. You tell me that I am under arrest. I am in shock. You tell me to put my hands on the wall and spread my legs. You start frisking me. I am wearing blue jeans, no shirt and no shoes. You find a. “Yeah, I would.” Lynn handed Tim his crutches and they started down the hall. “Do you have a condom?”“Uhh, no. All the women I’ve had sex with recently have regular lab tests. I haven’t needed condoms.”“‘All the women’? You mean hookers?” Lynn stopped walking. “Maybe this was a bad idea!”“No, no! Not prostitutes! I’m in a special program for wounded vets. Guys like me have a tough time meeting women, especially women who are interested in having sex with us. Amputation freaks them out. They.