It’s not been an easy decision. But I love her… I’m asking this for her. Please help me… Oh, Charles… how could you ask this of me? I don’... want to ruin our friendship… And how could this not? How could you ask me to do this to my wife? To your wife? I’ll listen, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to agree… ********** After the third time Charles made love to her, Diana could no longer hold back her feelings of hopelessness. She burst into tears. ‘Don’t cry, pretty lady,’ Charles said gently as he. She came into the room, leaned over the dresser and moved the blouse aside to reveal her left breast. She fondled it, teasing my dad (and, unknowingly, Brian too), bringing it to her lips to lick the nipple. Her right hand stroked her body stopping to rub her pussy through the skirt and to pinch her right nipple through the material of the shirt. Finally she took the shirt off, rubbing her hands up and down her chest, lightly pinching her hard nipples. She turned around, bent over the dresser,. I think she must have saw me as the guy who took her sister away from her. We arrived at Steph's house around noon. It was the middle of July and it was extremely hot. I was dying from the heat so I just wore a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. We walked into the house and I knew it was going to be a long day. There was shit s**ttered all over every room. The kitchen was full of boxes. Every room had clothes covering the floors. We searched the two floor house, looking for my bitchy in-law. We. Woman. I've got warts on my nose and bunions on my toes." The family began to laugh at Allison's singsong recitation of her supposed flaws. Allison had obviously prepared her speech for just this moment. She herself had to struggle not to laugh before she was done. "My eyes are too close and my jaw is too strong. I've got buckteeth and three chins. My once-red hair is falling out as fast as it's going grey. My boobs are flabby, my areolae are huge, I have nipples bigger than some girls' tits..