And I was right there in the middle of it all and still pretty sober. It was a porn movie but real life. I did not know this stuff really happened. Gu... were going from pussy to pussy. This went on for a little more than an hour and the guys had blown their wads and left. The ladies were pretty much out of it. Betty, my mom's best friend, came over to me. She said she could not believe what had happened and asked me to not say a word ever to anybody. Then she asked me why I did not get in on the. "Hier, nimm diesen Windelbody. Der geh?rt zwar eigentlich direkt auf dieWindel, das ist aber auch egal."Ich schaute sie verst?ndnislos an."Das Kleid hat keine eingebaute Windelhose", erkl?rte sie. "Und da derRock sehr kurz ist, der Body also manchmal zu sehen sein kann, habe icheinen Passenden ausgesucht."Ich zuckte die Schultern, zog den Body an, und dann das Kleid. Siezippte mich zu. Dann zog sie mich vor den Spiegel.Ich wollte es nicht zugeben, aber was ich sah, gefiel mir. Das Kleid. "It was then that Kathy realized that Grand Dad hadn't used the cramping lubricant because he enjoyed the way it made her muscles twitch around his member and that he hadn't taken her from behind because he liked the extra tightness. He'd done it to make her cry."That's enough, General," Daddy's voice cut through the thoughts swirling in Kathy's head. "The war's over. She's not the enemy. She's your own flesh and blood." SON, SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP!" Grand Dad roared so loudly that even Mutzi. Blessed with good looks, above average intelligence, and parents well-off enough that I’ve never had to worry about money. I’ve always been fascinated with history, so an archaeology degree was an easy choice. Thanks to Dad, a studio flat in West One, half a mile from the university, became my home away from home. I’m on an upper floor, so the view is terrific. There are shops not too far away, and there’s an indoor car-park forming the ground floor of the building.When I passed my driving.