” I could have simply walked out, no doubt about that, but I didn’t want to. The desire to stay and see what happened was overwhelming and I thin... that was exactly what Molly thought she had engineered. I stood up from the sofa, my eyes fixed on Molly, and started to unbuckle my jeans. Pulling apart the snap, I then slid down the zipper and slid the jeans half-way down my thighs. The bulge in my underwear was impossible to miss. There was very little expression on Molly’s face and when I. Pete and the girls were careful to greet and thank everyone they saw for their help and support. Several were invited to dine with the group, but all declined, even Mr. Doyle. Some had prior engagements, but all wanted the family to have some private time.The driver, Zeno Bowler (really), double-parked and opened the doors. "Best hurry, Mr. O'Neal. I hear there's a lot of police around here. Don't want to get a ticket." Don't sweat it Zeno. I know some people. Load up, girls, before we get a. But Richard has insisted that thisevent of my new life can come only when it is the right time. He wantsmy deflowering to be perfect and under the right situation. I trust himto know when that is. I just hope I don't have to wait forever. You knowhow much I love it when you wear your strap-on and entered me. It makesme so ooey-gooey just thinking about it. But, I do long to feel a manpossess me by marking me, as his, inside of me. It would so make me feelmore complete as a woman." I do. When we walked into the house it was silent. “maria!” Rick called out looking up the stairs as he put his bag down. He went up and checked and she was not there. He checked the back of the house and the yard before we heard voices down stairs. The house had a finished basement where they guys would come to watch the game. We went down the steps to the basement and there on the couch was Maria in a white undershirt and clearly she had no bra on, a pair of white bikini panties and nothing.