”“Then ‘most men’ are idiots!”“Will you tell me what you like?”“If you’ll do the same.”“What we just did, obviously! I fine with...being on top because the guys like it, but it kind of reverses the power situation, which I don’t prefer. It’s the same with blowjobs - I like giving them because the guys like them. It helps if the guy puts his hand on the back of my head, even if he doesn’t push, because it’s him being powerful.”“But if it were just about your pleasure?” I asked.“I like my nipples. And no, thanks, I don't need anything." Ok, honey. I'll just be a couple of minutes; I didn't realize I was out of a couple of ingredients."No problem, mom," Sandy said as she stood and put her book on the chair. "I'll make him behave while you're gone." She turned to Tim. "I'll be right back," she said. "I need to go potty. You behave yourself, ok?" Let me know if you need any help," he replied.Looking at her mother, Sandy simply shook her head. "Why do I put up with this?" she remarked as. " She said and then hung up.I couldn't believe I was sending out for sex, or had I just been picked up by phone? I have been propositioned in bars before, but never so blatantly. I suppose there was no easy way for her to pussy foot around what she wanted. Suddenly I was nervous. I hadn't been with any other woman but Evie for probably 5 years. Evie was shaved, nice firm tits, loved to give head, get head and even asked for it in the pooper every once in a while. We were good for 2 or 3 times a. As stated before, the bits of the puzzle eventually came to me, one by one, until I could assemble a clear picture of the things that happened in the manor over the next months. And so I shall, from this point, intermingle those parts of the tale to which I was a direct witness, with the parts in which I was elsewhere. It becomes tedious to document how and when I found things out. So I shall just write what I know to have happened, and let you contemplate on how I knew it, in some cases.Jenny.