I had no clue how long she had been slamming it into him before I saw them, or how long Rachel had done it to him before that. He leaned back and rose...off his hands so he was kneeling only slightly bent over and she leaned back so that nice ass of hers rested on her heels. It was almost like she was sitting and he was bouncing on her lap in a chair. I had seen women bouncing in a reversed position like that on a guys lap but never a guy fucking himself up and down on a woman in this way. His. She felt left out and neglected. As she pitied herself her cries became louder until she was almost balling like a child."What on earth is the matter, Baby?" Jennifer asked as she entered her daughter's room."Nothing." Rachel jerked as she tried to quickly wipe away her obvious tears."Nonsense, Sweetheart!" the woman replied gently as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Tell Mommy what's wrong." I don't want to talk about it!" she replied, a tinge of anger in her voice."Are you upset with me?". "No."Johnny didn't understand that, Annie was as good a baseball player as he was but, then, he knew Pam wasn't and didn't even play softball."School?" No." Then you talk about boys, don't you!" Johnny already knew from the playground that most girls when they gathered in their little cliques talked about boys."That's boring. I don't want to talk about boys." Johnny, don't tell me boys don't talk about girls!" Annie transfixed him with a stare."Well ... not much." But they DO, don't. Dad came out of his room with a surly look on his face. Dad was just wearing a bathrobe. He looked at me skeptically like he wasn’t sure why I had been interacting with Charity without him there.“I wasn’t punishing her or anything, Dad,” I assured him.“I know, Son! I’ve just got a lot on my mind. I hope it doesn’t weird you out that Charity is in a cage? The McGiffords brought this one over last night,” he told me.“It isn’t any stranger than anything else around here,” I chuckled.My Dad let.