Me : ok dad thank you((“my intention was not to discuss with outer person but it was my mom “))Next day my dad went to office reminding my two day... time[i wanna narrate my story in the next part but I want readers to be happy so i’m publishing now itself]Then my mom came to me and asked what do yo want ? Why are you hesitating to say in front of your father is anything personal? She asked.(a mother can only knows a soul of a child)I said yes but you shouldn’t be angry , you shouldn’t say no. I knew no one could see his movements behind me, yet hoped.I tightened my ass cheeks and pressed my legs together, not wanting him to explore lower into my groove. He had been about to slide his fingers into the crack when I tightened my still-muscular cheeks. I again looked down, and had to control myself, feeling the urge to stick the fork into his eye. He surprised me with a painful pinch on my full ass, and I jumped.My answer to my husband's obvious question was that I had almost cut my. After all, you know their parts now." Why aren't you doing this?" Chris asked."I'm not performing in the talent show. I want everybody else to look good, instead. I can do much more behind the scenes."Chris didn't look convinced. "But this was your idea, Oogie!" Having you as a drum major is also my idea. Let's let Mr. Harris know what you can do, OK?" Sure."We went through the march about ten times total. I could tell that Chris was starting to get sick of the music."Jim, I think I'll be doing. Agard told me that he was very enthusiastic about my stuff and he wanted me to cover every important sporting event West of the Mississippi from now on, and with an unlimited travel budget. I guess he figures that interest in sports is really big in this area and my stuff will keep everybody tuned to WRT-TV. But I'm not complaining." I am," asserted Lynn stubbornly. "You'll be away from home more often than you're here. What am I supposed to do in the meantime?" I thought maybe you could join.