Trust me Wendy, it's not you, it's me." I'm sorry too," she said climbing to her feet. The image of kneeling before the black man wouldn't leave her m...nd. It stayed with her all day and into her dreams. Her dreams changed though, sometimes she was on all fours as the black man fucked her from behind, sometimes she was riding his mighty cock, and all the while, Stan was lying beside her in the bed with a limp dick seemingly frozen, doing nothing to stop them.She had these dreams every night,. While Margie was looking around at the carnal scene, she saw a flash of light from behind her and turned to see Jerry with a Polaroid camera in his hands. He had obviously just taken a picture of her from behind.She turned towards him and raised her finger, wagging it in protest as he took another picture of her from the front. Margie said, “Now boys, behave yourselves”, as she felt the sexual tingle in her body increase, unexplainably.There was another flash from behind her. She turned and. " DAD!" Dean whined."I am doing this for your own good. Every time you want tohassle a girl again, I want you to remember every muscleache and every blister."Dean didn't stop there, "But dad!" One more word, you can clean stables Saturday too," I toldhim.Dean didn't say another word not even at the supper table.I think he thinks that if he does the silence treatmentthat I will change my mind. Heheheh.By nine o'clock Jennifer went off to her room and sinceDean couldn't watch TV he had already. "It's great having you in my arms, too, beautiful," I respond, and return your kiss with passion, easing my tongue into your sweet mouth. "I've missed you, Madison," I say to you, looking deeply into your pretty hazel eyes. "I've missed you too, Danny," you tell me, and kiss me lightly while pressing your body against me. "Come here, Madison... I'd like to show you something," I say smiling, and slowly lead you to my bedroom door. "Like it?" I ask you as I enter and light a stick of jasmine.