I'm gonna want it when you get home. After you eat your cream pie like a good boy.Me: well, I'd start with a welcome blow job on the sofa first.Wife: ...bsolutely! I'm a very welcoming hostess! I can't remember if he's too thick to deepthroat him?Me: bitch! Wife: you know I am going to take that boy around the world, right?Me: oh yeah! Wife: I'm going to take him to our bedroom and do him on your side of the bed. Leave you a nice puddle to sleep on!Me: you are such a Cuck queen!Wife: that's cuck. He doesn’t. I don’t care because I’ve got more important things on my mind, and, to be totally honest, drunk guys are lousy in bed. I wasn’t looking for any repeat performances.At work, though, I brushed off any passes and flirtations that came my way from male lawyers. I didn’t need the hassle of being considered a sex object in the courtroom and at the negotiating table. I’ve heard that spurned men tend to salve their egos by declaring the woman who rebuffed them a lesbian. I suppose that. He needs cutting down to size.”“Oh!”Owen pulled her to him. “Don’t worry, my love. He is my son and I love him but he’s got to learn to behave even if it hurts all three of us a bit.”“Yes, Owen love.”Owen went upstairs, knocked on Gareth’s door and walked in. Gareth was lying fully dressed on the top of his bed.“You’ve been suspended, I hear. Why?”“For hitting another student.”“Why did you do that?”“He was insolent.”“Really? Tell me more.”“He’s a fellow member of the choir and has found himself. When Jimmy left the room, Robert turned to his daughter and said, "What did you mean about Jimmy and his mom?" You'll see," Rhonda said and placed her hand lovingly on her father's thigh."Hi, Rhonda," Jennifer said, walking into the room.Rhonda jumped up and hugged Jennifer, kissing her lips a little too long to be socially acceptable.Robert didn't miss the warmth of the kiss as he stood behind his daughter waiting to be introduced. He watched the two women hug and noticed that they looked into.