He would have me practice in the nude for him. He would shackle my legs with the spreader bar while I played. He would try to make me falter by breaki...g my concentration.I played the trumpet better than I ever had. By my third year, I was playing at private parties and in clubs.”“Did you and Dean Mayer continue this 'relationship’ all through your time at the University?”“We had a special relationship all throughout my time there. Dean Mayer moved on to help others over the years. There was a. What would she say if he made a move on her at home? Would she call him a naughty daddy? Would she tell him no? Would she open wide and swallow his cock like a good girl? Time to go to check out.The ride home was filled with more small talk and big sexual tension. They put the groceries away, cooked a light dinner of chicken with a salad and glazed carrots occupied by more small talk and eventually parted ways and went to their separate bedrooms.The house was quiet. In Stacy's room she texted. He started touching my breasts and my nipples were so hard. He knew I was excited. I was surprised and even more excited when he reached between my legs. Well you can imagine, with no panties, he just helped himself. I remember gasping. I was trying to hold in a loud moan as he slid his finger into my wet pussy. Sitting next to the dance floor his friends were smiling watching me moan and sigh as he finger fucked me. It wasn’t long before he was making me cum!” Nikki suddenly and quite. Mom had no idea which tool was used for what. She was more likely to get a kitchen knife to remove a screw than to make a trip to the garage to get a screwdriver. I did some work out there but I wasn't as into it as Dad had been. I don't have the patience to measure, cut, sand and finish wood. Dad enjoyed getting the raw materials at Home Depot and creating something that would be used for years.The left side had rakes, shovels, a couple of picks and some brooms of various types hanging near.