I guessed it was the Direction of the President thing. I had heard that it usually took days to do all the things necessary to separate.I called Grand...ather with the good news. He said that Richard and a driver would be on their way to get me shortly.I said, "I'm at the transient junior NCO barracks. I don't care what anyone thinks of a limo. Have them pick me up there."I picked up my new ID card and called a post taxi that took me back to the barracks. I repacked my things, checked out of the. When we were sitting out on her front porch before she went inside, she asked me, “What is making out? I don’t understand it.”“Hot damn! This might be my chance!” I turned and held her hand, thinking fast how I could use this to my advantage. “It is some kissing and touching that is special between a boy and girl who very much like each other and brings them even closer together.”She looked concerned, “Is that sex?”“Oh no, it is just a stronger way of showing affection like we do by holding. After work, Ruth picked Liam up as arranged and with him having told his mother that he would not be home until ten, they had a full four hours to do what they wanted to do with and to each other. Liam was not getting a meal whilst these lunchtime and evening assignations were going on but he was certainly getting something else."Quite a lot of spunk you got rid of at lunchtime, I hope you have still got plenty for me," said Ruth as she drove home."I am going to fill your cunt with it," replied. I stopped wearing panties around him, and I always wore a skirt. I could tell pretty quickly that I got the best hard on from Dad by wearing plaid skirts, so I bought probably a half dozen in different plaids and patterns. When I got home from class, I would ditch the underwear, and do whatever I could to "help" around the house. Again, Mom didn't react, and Dad was now retreating whenever I got too close or put on one of my shows. I even went so far as to get myself in trouble at school, for.