Do you know about this stuff?" She asked looking at Tara."Yes dear, I know the story. I'm sure at some point he'll tell you the whole story, but I don...t think that's what he's got in mind tonight," she said looking at me hopefully.I smiled at her, shook my head a little, and chuckled saying, "No the whole story would take far too long tonight. To get back to the part I want Dee to know about and understand, I don't know why, well I really do, but that's not for tonight's account, the three bi. “Pa was bitter, horny from all the times that he stopped sleeping with Ma because she’d been defiled by other men, and drunk after he turned to the sauce. A man of God, drinking the demon whiskey, imagine that! He took up with that stupid whore Tammy Davies for several months, but she wouldn’t stop humping half the town, so that brought more heartache.“Pa was a one-woman man, but he could never catch a break and bed a one-man woman. He finally ... suffered blood alcohol poisoning after getting. ."She was silent for a few minutes. This was evidently a tricky part thatdemanded her full attention. But eventually she resumed her macabrecommentary."So from now on, when you pee, it won't come out of the end of your penis.That would be far too messy. Instead, it'll run through the regulator,down the plastic tube I've installed and out through this little nozzle.Which means two things. You'll need to sit down to take a piss. And itwon't be quick - it'll basically dribble out. So you'll have. Leaving the g string where it is, he returns to full height, pulling my tank top up and over my head. Still not allowing me to turn around, he guides my arms to the windowsill, to hold them straight up as he traces my body more with his hands and lips, from neck to calf. Trailing kisses, he explores, leaving just my bra and g string on. I feel him kissing my back, my sides, tracing my g string again with kisses and kneading my ass, then spreading my legs as he kisses down the inside of my.