" Yeah, dad was even worse than mom," Becky said. "Dad saw me in my panties and bra a couple of years ago. Hell, I really didn't even need the bra at ...hat time. He called me a slut and preached at me for half an hour." At least mom and dad have never been into anything like that," Karen said. "I think it would be very hard to live under those conditions." In a lot of ways it was. We couldn't play cards, and we couldn't have any game that had dice in it. We weren't even allowed to dance." That. I don’t rally like the “Doggie Style” becauseit feels a bit degrading to me, but I told him that itwould be all right.Bob rolled me over, asking me to raise my ass to make mypussy more available to me. Raising me, he kissed thecheeks of my ass, and ran his hands over my clit. Afterkissing my ass, he worked his way down and nibbled at mycunt for a bit. It felt great. Even though I didn’t likethe position too much, I had to admit that I liked theway it felt when he licked. Which is it?" She could see he was getting flustered. Her plan was workingperfectly. She said, "Tell me truthfully, are you having anaffair?" Joe stated emphatically, "NO!" "Then you must be wearing it!" Monica said. Joe was at a loss for words. It seemed to be a no-win situation.Monica said harshly, "Take of your shirt and undershirt!" Joe complied. He had never ever seen his wife this angry. He knewhe hadn't done anything wrong but there was no convincing her. Ifhe could only get her to. Logic had very little to do with it then.And they were working on me, constantly. All day and night Wednesday, same thing on Thursday, and by the time Scott was dropping me off at home, ten o'clock Thursday night, totally happy from the really super fucking he'd given me, I was reduced to saying "Maybe" and "I'll think about it" and the always bad "I'll see."Pete gave me the pills on Friday, during lunch, and the whole school was already talking about the big party at Cassie's house that night..