At breakfast I kept my head down and said nothing. I could tell she was a little mad, but still I said nothing. Our parents immediately knew something...was up since they didn’t hear us laughing or playing with each other. I told them everything was fine (which was a HUGE lie) and they thought nothing of it. I finally worked up the courage to confront Rita of our “encounter".Me: Rita can I please talk to youJackie: I guess so, but keep your distanceMe: fair enough, Rita I’m so sorry I kissed. I moaned as the skin around the sensitive head got tighter. I opened my legs wider and my big balls came into view now. She had moved up on the sofa arm now with her head on the arm and her shoulder over my legs and was still facing me and my hard cock.She reached down and let go of my cock and put her hand around and over my balls. She lifted then and held them with her hand out and opened so she could look at them, sort of like she was weighting them in her hand. “These are big too Bob. Your. " No I don't mean instead of you; I mean as well as you. Buy one tomorrow who knows about wine. If you get one who doesn't I'll have the hide off both of you."With that he took his headache and his temper to bed. In his bedroom Radeyah was waiting for him, kneeling beside the bed in the obeisance position, so that the first view he had was of her fat arse cheeks hanging over the tops of her ample thighs. Snatching a whip from the side table he lashed out blindly at them.Whish ... THWACK!Radeyah. I know all this stuff because Dad made some stupid comment about how Mary really knew how to roast beef. Some people, Dad averred, actually boiled the meat; obviously he thought boiled beef was terrible. Mary explained what she'd done to cook it. The water kind of half steamed the beef, while the oven was baking it. It was cool, seeing Dad looking silly.Mom called Kim after we ate, while the five of us kids took care of the cleanup chores. Kim and Penny were back; Aunt Shirley had followed them.