I thought back to other parties that we had been to and the times I had made love to her when we got home and it occurred to me that she had been real...y wet almost every time. I tried to remember the times that I hadn't left her alone to go off and play cards or shoot pool and I couldn't remember her being wet after any of them. But thinking, wondering and knowing are not the same animal and I had to know for certain and the only way that was going to happen was for me to set Vivian up.There. You look me up and down...“You're such a naughty little girl, aren’t you?” you say in a stern voice.“Only for you Daddy!” I reply in cheerfully innocent voice.I take a step towards you and you grab me by the hips and force me to my knees. You start to unbuckle your jeans. I reach my hand out to help you but you slap it away and say, “Did I tell you to move?”“N-no,” I reply.You finish pulling your pants open releasing your monster dick. I'm just staring, until you grab me by the back of my head,. Now you ask me for what you want." Like the first time I touched your breasts," I said. "You didn't give me permission until I asked." Exactly. Oh, I'll be creative. I'll ask. I'll suggest. I'll initiate. But you need to, too, Brian. You need to not be afraid to tell me what you want. If I can do it, we will." You are pushing me to the edge of my comfort zone. I want to hold you and kiss you and feel you touch me. Then while we are lying face-to-face holding each other, I want you to line me up. ’ ‘What’d they have to do with it?’ ‘They came across the north Atlantic late in the season on the Mayflower, a dumpy little sailing ship that bobbed like a cork in the big waves. The Pilgrims were seasick and had to stay on deck, in the fresh air. They built cooking fires right on the wooden deck, and they tore the ship’s boat apart for firewood. They were supposed to be going to Virginia, but they got forced north by storms, and by the time they landed at Plymouth the ship was a total mess..