It's because of you that I've gotten so worked upduring the last two years that I nearly dropped dead of a stressrelated heart attack. I'm now telling...you that I don't care anymore.You can either put your bigotry aside and love me for who I am, or you can watch me kill myself." You bought yourself a gun?" His mother asked."Not today I haven't." Roger said as he twisted the phone cord with hispink polished fingers. "I just bought a nice outfit that would lookgood on me in a coffin if I were to. "No, that's not what I mean. I think even sixteen is a little young for that. I meant that when you're older, a little more mature, then having a boyfriend is..." I am mature, Dad." I felt a little prick in my ego. "I'm not a little kid anymore." I know that. I know," he said quickly. "You're very mature. You take care of me, the house. You're amazing sometimes, but Sam, there's other things in life, like ... sex, for example that you can only understand over time and being fifteen just isn't. I could now see the rim of the tub under her was becoming wet from her juices flowing out of her opening as she rubbing her pussy back and forth on its edge. Her head was tilted back in pleasure as she moaned slightly.Watching this sexy show before my very eyes I thought, “I wish I could wash that tender body of hers!” and she dropped her head down and said, “Ok.” I wondered, “What the fuck is going on here, I know I didn’t say that out loud this time?”She placed her other leg inside the tub. She seemed to be checking to see if he was getting any sensation out of fucking her pussy. She flexed her hips making her pussy tighten which finally made Earl moan as she smiled.Janice had learned a few new tricks using the muscles in her pussy. Earl took note of her new found talent but was afraid to ask how she learned to do them. Janice bucked her hips up and wiggled her ass in the cushion as Earl made up for eighteen months without screwing his wife. Janice kept watching Earl's face.