“I have something I need to discuss with you. I am sleeping with my MMA instructor,” she admitted. “He wants me to move in with him for a while....I would like for you to keep the spare room available for me, just in case it doesn’t work out. We always kept thing rather easy going between us, or I wouldn’t ask?”“There is no people waiting in line to rent the room, so don’t worry,” I suggested. “I don’t think I can find anyone who would want to live in a house that comes with a risk of death in. Suddenly I pull her towards me and covered her mouth with mine. I'm forcing my tongue into her mouth. She is trying to pull away from me, her legs came apart exposing her red panties. As I'm holding Marci in a tongue-probing kiss I force my hand down the front of her dress. I'm squeezing her tits. When I finally broke the kiss and let her breath, she is getting mad. She tries to get up, but I held her down. " OK god dammit that's enough. Now let me up." Marci tried to close her legs. But I. Ken grabbed a throw from the back of one of the chairs. He spread the cover over them and propped his legs up on the coffee table and leaned back and stroked her back. ‘They never bothered to check on me. They assumed that I was sleeping but I was wide awake. They fought over almost everything and anything. And their favorite topic was me. You must be thinking that they fought about my custody. But no, they fought about why they wouldn’t want me. My father used to call my mother a bitch and he. She said she would set it up.Two days later, Carol said that she was going to go over to Greg's later that morning. She told me to watch her get dressed. She showered and pulled on a black garter belt, and sheer black stockings. Then she covered her pussy with pretty black panties and put on a sheer black bra which showed her rock-hard nipples. Finally she wore a silky white blouse, black skirt and heels. She asked me how she looked and did I think Greg would like her that way. All I could do.