No, they did everything to her. She couldn't even relieve herself. Their plans for me were the same.They had talked of her need for emotional connecti...n with someone and that someone was me. She had none with them. They had succeeded in creating a connection between Roberta and I. She was the only one in the world I felt any affection or love for anymore. Mistress Laura had destroyed what I had believed to be undying love in only a few minutes that morning. I feared and despised her for the. “Yeah,” he groaned as he began to undo his fly and work his pants down. Lauren moaned her approval as she slunk down, her hands replacing his to work his pants down and fish his manhood out of his underwear.Ken knew his cock wasn’t anything to write home about size-wise, but always thought of size as something people only obsessed about on the Internet anyway. Upon seeing the cock spring out of his drawers, Lauren closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip in approval. “I fucking love it,” she. Diary, Mom sent me a text this morning that read “5th, N.” I smiled, because I think that last night was the first time that Dad got some loving since that fateful April 22nd. I wonder if Mom initiated it. If so, it might indicate that her mind is allowing her to be sexual, now that she’s paying for her mistake. Here’s to better days for him. I then recorded the data in a notebook where I keep track of the percentage of “Y” days.May 7, 2017Dear Ms. Diary, Mom texted “6th, Y.” Damn. I missed. A few little side occurrences happened as well. Brenda and I got quite used to Calley slipping us her tongue when she kissed us. She was being good otherwise, so we let her get a way with it. Brenda and I were certainly giving each other enough that it wasn't quite the temptation it had been previously, for either of us.Everybody was happy ... That is until this night."Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Jill's voice asked from the foot of the bed."Jill? What the hell are you doing here?.