Alan was the breadwinner, but they both worked. Kellie still had a job at the daycare center near their house, but she didn’t really need to work. A...an brought in enough money that she didn’t need to work, but she just wanted something to do during the day.Yet somehow, Kellie made all of the decisions in their relationship. Alan wasn’t a wimp of any sort. I had seen him punch out guys for staring at my sister’s boobs, but I had never seen him stand up to my sister.My mom described Alan as being. It was a hot and dusty Texas Summer day and after a bit of talking with Roy I thought a good cold beer would taste good. I knew Sam Houston always kept a fridge of Lone Star long-necks in the house so I went in to get one.I had no sooner gotten the door to the fridge open than I heard the most God awful yelling I had ever heard in my life. I headed upstairs to where the sound was coming from and lo and behold the sight that greeted me through the open bedroom door nearly knocked me over. There. Around mom and dad she was once again that other self, barely speaking, let alone acknowledging mine or Dave's presence, and disappeared shortly after that up to her own room where she spent the rest of her time until it was time for all of us to head off to bed.As we'd already agreed earlier to do, I soon after went into Dave's room to sleep, and he into mine. As I had always done, I slept naked, it was a hot summers night, though a cool breeze usually drifted through during the evening just. She talked through some of the things she had selected forhim, giving him an education on casual style and what would be mostappropriate to wear.It was almost a surreal conversation before she left him, walking intohis bedroom and then back with an outfi,t handing it to him."Casual Sunday, and stand up," said Rebecca, unzipping some jeans."Take off your panty hose and leave on your underwear for now. If youdon?t mind, I?ll unzip you and I?m dying to see how these will look onyou." UUummm sure,".