It was the no mercy rule applied. And yes, by god, the boys were in charge now. Tom and I reduced our stunning daughters to just arse demanding cock. ... gouged my sweetie like I was digging a trench, hard and fast. I pulverised her back crack. I pounded the daylights out of her arse-hole. I stretched her pink starfish to the sky and back to the centre of the earth. I gaped her arsehole as wide as The Pound and delved my tongue into her, smearing spit everywhere as I caught my breathe to breach. The conservative says, "Who stole half my water?"The fanatic thinks the glass is completely full, even though it isn't.The physicist says that the glass is not empty at all - it is half-filled with water and half-filled with air.The politician says that's not my glass, mine was bigger.The drinker says "Who's buying the next round?"The poor person says "I'd rather have a glass half-empty than no glass at all."The rich person says "You can have whatever water trickles over the edge"The drunk. He had just started fucking me, when the phone rang. Wehave a wall mounted phone and he could reach it withoutbreaking his rhythm. It was Alice from over the road,her husband Bill was trapped under a load of lumber,not hurt but couldn’t get out. So Tom said that hewould go over and help. “I won’t be long.” he said to me.I replied “Wumf Umfl argh wwwff.” which meant untie mebut with the gag in my mouth I couldn’t speak. “It’s OK, I’ll. We were quiet for a minute, me wondering how come this classy lady was sitting next to me while she was moving the bottle around in a slow circle on the polished pecan wood bar, looking intently at the patterns she made.Looking over at me she opened up a little, "I guess you have me figured out... I'm not what I seem. I came from a well known family and I married money and, yes, I'm used to wearing pearls and drinking champagne. But I've always had this dream of just being a "good ol' boy's".