Sandra lay quietly with her whole body aching with a smile on her face. Thinking so fucking incredibly unbelievably pleasurable. No wonder mom is so d...mn happy all the time. Daddy Frank is magnificent with the unbelievable lovers skills that no other man could have. Mom is right the pain just enhances the pleasure. She felt Frank sit on the bed setting something on the night stand. He held her shoulders helping her sit up on her knees. She felt the edge of a cold glass touch her lips. Drink,. She tottered about the living room, not sure as to where to put herself. The churning in her stomach had escalated now, and she could feel her breathing getting shallower and faster. She heard his key in the door. She jammed her hand down the side of the sofa and hurriedly retrieved part of the incriminating evidence – the letter (the Paris tickets were still in his jacket pocket upstairs). The sound of his footsteps coming through the hallway made her heart thump almost as loud. She quickly. I owe him some loyalty for that. We get along ... most of the time. I know he cheats on me ... I thought he reached a new level of audacity when he brought his girlfriend home for dinner the other night." Miriam?" Rick asked. "He invited her for my sake, not his." Rick -- I hope this isn't some male-tribe cover- up. I really hate it when men do that." Oh, no. Roger contrived to have me drive her home, figuring I'd stay the night with her. He was perplexed when I came back, alone." Brenda pursed. You’ve always been there.”“You too.”We rode in comfortable silence for quite a while, but my mind was churning over the changes, the fact that they’d be engaged by this same time tomorrow, sick at heart knowing that she was lost to me forever. I questioned whether I should have been honest with her, tried to take her from him, the same questions I’d asked myself a thousand times.It always came back to someone getting badly hurt, and the only one I had the right to hurt was myself. Still, if I.