”“It’s not her,” Jessica sighed. “It’s me. She’s right.”“We’re all trying to find the correct balance; «lagom», as my Swedish fr...ends would say. All of us need to be able to say what we think without worrying about causing a rift. Jess, I know you’ve held back on saying things about my smoking cigars and my pipe. The issue I had before,” I said gently, “was the nagging. I know the issues, but I chose to take the calculated risk. It’s been a source of conflict, and we need to find a way forward. He liked her hairy cunt. Her mom had always shaved her pussy but he liked pulling the hair and running his finger through it. She was very hairy and he was not going to shave her.He then pulled her out of the shower by her leash and began to dry her off. He took his time drying her tits and pussy and ass. Then he took her naked to his bed and tied her leash to his headboard and got in with her. He turned her on her side and pushed up against her with his cock tight to her back side. He put his. It was like a fucking fire hose! Friday rolled around and we piled into the black Cherokee, along with pile of boxes that that nearly blocked my vision from the rear view mirror out back window. In these boxes were gifts that Honey and Beth had bought for Sugar. Boner was not going with us this trip. The big dog had accepted his new home with an ease that surprised me. I no longer kept him tied up and he would chase our cars to the end of the drive, but would stop at the road and then return to. Hopefully less than $2.5 million, or the balance would be coming out of Julia's money. I forgot to remind them of that before they left, but I would after they returned. [I did too. Julia said she certainly hadn't forgotten. My laying down the law had made a strong impression on her.]I used to be so uncoordinated that I was almost a danger to myself and others, but these days I'm very coordinated, quite strong, don't get tired, and I quickly understand whatever it is that Dad wants me to do, so.