Justin put his hands on his hips and glared down at me.“No, you are supposed to yell Thank you ever so kindly for the Reminder I did not ask for, Si...-urrrr,” Waverly put an upraised middle finger between her pussy lips and showed me how to really be sarcastic and bratty in my response to my husband.“You are supposed to be respectful to your betters, even my Dad,” Justin said. I knew he respected his father tremendously although the way he had said: “Even my dad” made me think he agreed with us. Returning to the noisy room, outside the door I heard my kid quizzing Jill on what she was doing with me downstairs,hmm, kid was more aware than I considered, like her mother, always worried about what the other slag had, she was even using the haggy voice my ex used when she was bullying someone, complete yuck. Jill was peaches, going into a whole, over the top sarcastic drama about how we were madly in love, screwing on the washer, the other girls giggling, lots of ewws at Jills graphic. I went into the house, giddy with the success of the weekend. After saying hello to my parents, I put my things away and took a shower. I gave myself two small comes while I was standing under the spray; the memories of last night were too fresh in my mind not to. Now all I had to do was find some way to tell my mother I was gay.I didn't get an opportunity to talk to Mom by herself until Sunday evening. My dad was shopping for lumber or something at Menards, and Mom was busy putting away the. When he moved back to pull his cock out of my mouth andI tried again to stand only to be forced back down on my knees again.? He said, ?No, don?t bother getting upyet.? I think I like you on yourknees.?? He grabbed hold of my hair againand started to drag me through the kitchen.?I protested only by making small discontent sounds, I didn?t want hisdick forced down my throat again.? I knewwhat was going to happen next.? I wasabout to be raped by some dirty fucking drug dealer.? The linoleum floor.