You see...or perhaps you don't,perhaps I should explain myself.I was an only child and I had a strong overbearing and ratherdisciplinarian father who ... lived in fear of for much of my childhood. Healways used to to tell me what to do and how to behave and it was notalways obvious to me which meant I often felt a sense of paralysis, of notknowing what was expected of me or what I should say or do.I don't know quite when or how it happened now but I got to a stage in mylife when, after I had. Because of Jane's insistence, Peg had decided to go to dinner with Ray although she was not a fan of blind dates. Peg said that Jane spoke highly of Ray.Ray suggested they leave for the restaurant and Peg asked which restaurant he had made a reservation at. When Ray mentioned the Fireside Lodge, Peg said that some of her country club members had favorably mentioned it. In helping Peg enter the car, Ray noticed her well formed thighs. He thought she looked a little like the movie star Jill St.. A wave of guilt rushed over me. This was my dad’s soul mate, his life partner. He would be home in just a few hours. He might even find out. And yet… this thinking made everything seem even dirtier. Now the temptation was irresistible. I came behind Cassandra and massaged her shoulders before traveling down the crease of her lightly freckled back. Cassie let out a faint moan. She swayed her hips gently from side to side and her orb-like buns swayed with her. I slid a finger into her pussy, but. "Like huge," Debbie said."A lot of the girls did," I shrugged.It was easy for me to mess around when I was in high school, and afterward, even in college. I was a good athlete, and with it came groupies. I got laid every night back then. Now it had been over two years."Not like us," Natalie shook her head."We cut pictures of you out of the town newspaper," Debbie said."Collected your hair when mum used to cut it," Natalie said."We drew pictures of the three of us together," Debbie said."Even.