He has to learn money management someday," was her view of the matter I reluctantly agreed with her and Gregory began to spend hours tinkering away wi...h his purchase in our basement. He first put the kit together and then taught himself how to operate the remote controls.It was several weeks later when he took me into the basement to show off his car and his driving skills. The car was a black Dodge Demon, one of the original American muscle cars. I watched half heartily as he put the model. 'Ok, so I masturbate, Polish my Pearl, all girls my age do it daddy, I am growing up now'.'Wow', I thought to myself, I sounded like I did when amongst my friends at school. I felt his shoulders shake, his face came alive, all crinkly as he beamed, his laugh becoming louder, 'You really are becoming a woman', and reached in and hugged him around his neck, easing myself off the chair arm and settling into his lap.I was right, daddy had an erection, and I shifted myself shamefully until it sat. Yes I did love my wife still. But, she had left with Greg. She knew that I had been serious when she did too. I was just so shaken up I couldn't separate my feelings out well. That last haunting look at me as he drug her out the door stuck in my mind too.I went into my meeting with the president. He was shocked and appalled at my story and the other affidavits I showed him. That tape, well he could plainly see that Greg had drugged my wife, on company premises, and he was livid over that. He. I'm happy you're not like them." Well, maybe next time, you should give us a heads-up, and we can make ourselves scarce for the night."Now I had to laugh when Dad said that and replied, "Thanks, Dad, but I didn't even know myself about last night until Becky showed up feeling a little, um... willing." Oh... she had a little itch to scratch, did she? " Dad said, and again, Mom scolded him for making such a remark.Once more, I agreed with him and told Mom it was okay before I took my last sip of.