I told him to mind his own fucking business(My exact words), and curtly reminded him that he was not my father.'I would take you knickers down and spa...k you hard, you're ass would sting for weeks', he retorted, I hesitated then fired back, 'How do you know I am wearing any', trying to shock.It appeared to have effect as he sat there, trying to formulate an answer before mummy reappeared at the far end of the room, stopping to say hello to a friend sitting close by.'Young lady, we shall continue. The next day it was in Willits being unloaded and unpacked by the same crew. It couldn't have gone more smoothly.I gave Bob a call and let him know we were now in the neighborhood and invited him and the girls over for a BBQ. I'd told him previously about Tara's mentioning that if she could get him alone.He had laughed telling me he didn't need to add anything to his list, but if the opportunity presented itself, who knows. Heather and Michelle were very accommodating, but he reminded me that. Ron lay on his back, coaxed her against him and began stroking the side of her breast. “Good morning,” he said.“Good morning.”“How did you sleep?“Very well considering this is an unfamiliar bed.”“Well ... let’s hope it doesn’t remain unfamiliar to you for long.” He kissed her hair, nuzzled her scalp and inhaled her scent.“We should get up and have some breakfast,” she said.“Why, are you hungry?”“No, but you are.”“I’m not hungry.”“Yes you are. Remember...”Ron drew in a breath. “Yes, I usually. .."I looked around the section she had hung my pajamas in, as well as therest of the closet. This was the first time I really had a chance tolook around! It was clear she was the kind of OCD person who had toorganize a closet! The section she held me to was all pajamas it seemed;organized by sleep sacks, one-piece sleepers, two-piece sets, andnightgowns. Looking to my right I saw t-shirts, onesies, skirts, anddresses all hung neatly and even organized by color. Color was my cueand I noticed a.