My father worked a many weekends and I probably only saw him a few times a month. My Mother hardly ever disciplined me as a c***d; it all came from my...Father. Because I rarely saw my Father and because discipline came from him I associated more with my father than my Mother. My Father was very strict when I was young, but as I became older he was very lenient . I think this up bringing was a also a cause of my Dominant behaviour.Factors one and two are only theories; I know factor three was a. Her melons were medium in size but firm and her ass was very inviting. Not too big or too small. Just the perfect amount of fat in the right place.I asked her to walk with me while I asked the husband to leave with the baby. She handed him the baby and he walked away while I walked her to the car. We reached the taxi and I could not restrain myself and so got inside first and placed my right hand on the street with my palm facing up while she placed her soft ass on it. She thought it was a. ... The wind was blowing harder than I can ever remember andonly the most devoted, or the most insane came out that night. Thereason I know the wind was blowing so hard was one of the regulars,Melinda deGrey came in and had the door ripped right out of her hands.Good thing Jerry was right there to catch it and her. Now Melinda is apretty girl from the college. She around 21, about 5' 6" tall with longburgundy red hair and ice blue eyes that hint at her mischievous side, aperfect size C and a. I sighed. “Sit down, girls. That isn’t an easy question to answer.”They sat side-by-side on the window-seat while I carried a chair over so that I could sit in front of them. I sat with my knees almost touching theirs and held out a hand for each of them to grasp – which they did. Percival watched me from his post on the bottom of Bec’s bed without lifting his head. He just rolled his eyes to keep track of me as I moved around the room.I have to admit that all of the above was simply a stalling.