" I suppose he was, but there was a lot of huffing and puffing, and I had to put it in for him. And then I realised he'd probably not had proper sex f...r years. There was no ease about him, he couldn't even begin to get in a rhythm, and his big belly was squashing down on me like a giant sponge pudding. He had this kind of lumbering way when he began to fuck me — which was not good at all, and I wanted out. I said I wanted to change position, go on top, but he ignored me, just kept on with his. "He didn't even look at me. "Nope. You move."Most times, I wouldn't have bothered. But tonight, I was in no mood. "I won't ask again," I said, low and firm.He focused more carefully upon me. I could watch it happen, smell it happen. The recognition of a superior rival. Evolution didn't favor getting in pointless fights. His face fell and I caught a sweet whiff of sour fear. If he'd a tail it would've been between his legs."Hey, man, s'cool, no harm done, right? I'm sorry, 'kay?" I just stared. ”I said, “So, can we get Bill on board with this?”“You didn’t say ‘Dad’.”“Those pictures didn’t make me have ‘dad’ thoughts.”We talked some more about her and dad – Bill – having sex. Deena’s got a new goal. But only if Haley and Bill are totally on board. Of course, right now I’m thinking that we just might have to convince him a little bit.The next day was one of our ‘gym’ days and that night I sprung my first trap. We went to bed, like normal, me in my room, them in theirs. I gave ‘em. Also ohne Stirnband oder Kopftuch.Auch hat sie, wie ich, eine Vorliebe für die Farbe grün. So häufig wie sie kommt keine andere mit irgendwelchen Kleidungsstücken in grün daher. Und egal was sie trägt, ich habe sie auch schon in Schlabberpullover und zerrissenen Jeans gesehen, immer erscheint sie irgendwie elegant ohne versnobt zu wirken. Vielleicht liegt da auch an der Art wie sie sich bewegt. Sie geht nicht, sie schreitet oder gleitet über den Boden. Auch ihre Bewegungen haben etwas leichtes.