Jenkins asked, “Any girls…or just boys?”Mom blushed again and said, “Oh I had my share of girls too. My husband loved threesomes and I loved h...m. We would still be together if I hadn’t caught him fucking our daughter without me. We had it all planned out for a threesome when she turned thirteen next year.”Mom clapped her hands together and said, “Okay, now for your entertainment. I placed twelve red and twelve blue poker chips out in the backyard. Pick a color girls and then go get them. Bring. I dressed that morning in a black cotton dress, one with a long zipper at the back and an equally long clasp, chunky and visible, easy to pull down, which was my intention, and to compliment that, I went without knickers, and wore black elasticated stockings, that hugged my bum cheeks and 98% of my thighs.I boarded the carriage, my head in a spin and my being on a sexual high, I was very wet and very much in the mood.He stood in the same spot as yesterday and I knew he had been thinking about. Melissa goes upstairs and returns in a minute with Tara and Sonya. They all sit in chairs across from us.I make introductions all around. Looking at Tara, I ask, "So what have you been up to this morning?"Tara explains in detail. "First we all went to see Ben, a friend of mine. He's a wizard with phones and computers. I explained a little of the business with Kyle and Sonya, and he agreed that the phone might have a tracking app on it. I told him that we wanted to go to the police for a Family. We don’t necessarily like the music -- all that hip hop and rap tap -- but we can’t seem to do anything about it.”“Ma’am, does your husband ever beat you up?”“Yes, he gets up every morning before I do and makes the coffee.”*The judge asked, “Is your husband a nagger?”“Oh, hell no, he’s as white as you and me!”Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, “Lady, why in hell do you want a divorce?*“Oh, I don’t want a divorce,” she replied. “I’ve never wanted a divorce. My husband does. The damn fool.