Must have had a good time last night.”“I guess I had a bit more to drink then I planned. I crashed out in the guest room. You’re Dad said it was...alright.” She had that deer in the headlights look even as she offered up her explanation.“Yeah Daddy is considerate like that. Coffee?”“Oh you’re my hero! Yes please.”As I reached up into the cabinet for a cup I felt the hem of my already too short nightie ride up over my ass but I made no effort to pull it back down. Although I had fooled around with. " You didn't mess it up, sweetie. I shouldn't have said those things aboutyour dick, I'm sorry..." What, that it's small? Because that's all you said really, isn't it? Andit's true if we're being honest!" It's not small, though, it's all I need..." Abbie, come on. You said last night let's be honest, so let's be honest.It's small. Come on, let's get a measuring tape and prove it, then wecan't accuse anyone of being mean - it's just the truth, right?" Istepped over to the counter and pulled out. “I thought it would be different. Because it had been with the MIRE shows. But this has been more like the old Monsters tour. Without the drugs and alcohol. I thought that in itself would change things. Obviously I was wrong.“Rachel is in control of Eddie, Ginny. He has always tended towards submissiveness with his women. I guess the success in the bigger venues has been enough to bring back old patterns. At your expense. I’d say be patient, but we’re just halfway through the tour.. This has always meant I will chauffeur them to some other city, for some event. I loaded her gift package into the trunk. Brett had already placed my wife in the seat behind the chauffeur. I sprinted to the other side to get Brett's door. He slid in and as I was closing his door, I seen him sliding a hand up my wife's dress to her knee as he began smooching with my wife. I hurried to my position and while buckling up Brett told me, "just Red Lobster tonight". "Yes SIR," I replied. As I.