”Complete silence fell over the apartment. I didn’t know what to say. Was this a trap? Did I just hear right? Did Jess just say that she wanted me...to take her sister to Ottawa with me, and that they were both expecting me to have sex with her while we were gone? Surely not.“Sweetheart,” I said finally, “did you just ask me to take your 17-year-old sister away for a few days? And did you just tell me that you wanted me to take her virginity while we were gone?”“No,” Jess said quickly. “I asked. Now satisfied that my cock is out of their way, they return to slapping my balls. She slaps, he wails, I try to complain. The pain in my ball sack is getting intense, but the punishment and my protests continue for several minutes when I hear. "He talks to fucking much I think, but I know something that would shut him up, are you game?" "Sure," she says, "I told him before you arrived, that he doesn't know enough to shut his fucking mouth!" I hear what sounds like him whispering something. I knew he would. I don’t know if I slept, or if my head just slowly cleared, but when I came to, his hand was still between my legs. “Didn’t that feel good?” Paul asked. I said yes. He told me to look at him, because I had been avoiding his eyes. When I looked into his eyes, I saw so much love, it made me want to cry. “I love you,” he said, “I’ve loved you for a very long time, and I’m going to keep loving you for a very long time. You didn’t do anything wrong, and you didn’t do. It's like living in a soap opera that you can't escape. But there are times when the pressures of the family can have some benefits if you look at it right.Madeline is the matriarch of my wife's family. The old bird is slightly to the right of Atilla the Hun and a little more rich than William Randolph Hearst. She kept the purse strings pulled tight, dangling them over the heads of her children from the time they were born and always threatening to remove them from her will if they caused her.