. what happened to you?" My father — my real father — tried beating lessons in to me for a while, when nothing else worked. This was a car aerial....." he pointed to his chest. "Most of the smaller ones were a belt buckle." She leant in close and crushed him to her as best she could, pressing the small mesh of welts against her cheek."You know, no-one is so badly behaved that they deserve that." I know... but... imagine what I must have been like to have driven someone to that." Imagine my arse,. Then she started to strip. Her body was ageless. Even with only a pair of lacey panties she still had the class most women shed with their clothes.“Do you remember the night you told John you were done dating Joan?”“I will never forget that night.” Then she took my hand and led me to her bedroom and fucked my brains out, again.In the morning I awoke with her warm body cuddled next to my right side. I felt the best I had in many years.“Steve I can only give you a B- for last night.” She said. We shared a smoke and kissed to in between. It was fun.As the bus continued on the journey we kept holding hands and when we were sure that people are asleep we continued our kisses and started touching each other. I pressed her boobs real hard and mauled them. She liked it hard. I even gave a slap to her boobs. After some time when we were excited I asked her to drop her bra and just be in her Kurti. She obeyed and after 10-15 mins of caressing her boobs and fondling them she came.I took the. Usually Iwould do something with my dad in the afternoon but not any more.This conversation just changed our family structure - for worse or forbetter. I did not know.I spent the rest I'd the afternoon helping my mom with her chores.It was like she now had a daughter who needed to quickly learn what awomen's role consisted of in our household.For dinner that night, mom wanted me to help her make a special mealfor dad including a fancy desert.She also wanted me to dress a little fem for dinner.