She rubbed her hands up and down the nubile body. Penny reached out and pinched her mother’s cherry nipples. Mark, not wanting to be left out, sto...d behind his daughter, his erection becoming even stiffer. He gently nudged it into the cleft her her bum and reached around to massage his only daughter’s breasts. He fed one of the ruby nipples to his wife who suckled it. His other hand made it’s way down to the bare pussy lips. Penny moaned in excitement and Mark rubbed the pouty lips. Football had been worse. I couldn't seem to hold onto the damn pigskin. I fumbled five times and completed one pass out of a couple dozen attempts. Another day like this and Coach Vickers would trade me back to the middle school.Play practice didn't improve things. Our timing was off, and it seemed like everybody was stepping on each other's lines. Then the final insult: with a house empty of parents Mom and Dad had gone to Denver for a couple days for some conference of Dad's Tami was over at. I was told he was and doing well, so I walked down the hall to his room. I looked in before I entered and saw that he was sitting up in bed. All the bandages were gone from his head and there was only one IV that I could see. He was black and blue but seemed to be wide awake and reading a book. I stepped in and when he saw me, his whole face lit up in a big smile."Hey Harry, I see you made it back. As you can see, I am doing a lot better than the last time you saw me. They're supposed to take. I didn't know what to think.When I wore my hair short I never really found a style I was fully happywith. As I grew it out my wife liked it better, which meant I liked itbetter. I wanted to look nice for her. I decided if she liked it, itmust look okay.The problem wasn't really with my hair as much as it was with my face.I had a masculine face. I never really liked that face. I was neverconfident in my looks growing up, especially with the short hair. Thelonger hair seemed to help, maybe.