.."His eyes wore a pleading look.I recalled the incident which took place a few days ago. I was about to refuse when he moaned loudly.I relented.I sat...on the side of his bed, took the cream from him and began applying it to his back. He closed his eyes and relaxed. I applied it for about five minutes. None of us spoke anything.Finally, I asked. "Is it okay?"Father-in-law opened his eyes and looked at me."It's better, you can go now."I stood and began to walk toward the door. Father-in-law tried. Please, leave. Just leave us alone!’ Defeated, Dad put the gun down and left. A few weeks later, Dad decided to torture himself. He started punching himself, cutting himself, throwing himself against a wall, throwing heavy objects at himself like rocks, balls, electric equipment, power tools—anything he could find. His face was bruised and bleeding. He went home that day with his disfigured and monstrously bruised face and said, ‘Have I suffered enough?’ Ma was horrified, but she said no. A few. At least the loaner was clean and, judging by its licence plate, reasonably new. He watched the men finish loading the wreckage of his five-week old Porsche and then drive away. Nothing to do now but wait for the insurance man to come and inspect the damage before authorising repair work. Absentmindedly he went in and put the kettle on for a badly needed coffee, and then cursed when he realised the power was off. Feeling quite helpless, he stood and considered what to do next. Lost in thought. I think that we girls should take care of getting you guys naked. Let us do that.”James smiled and said, “That sounds like a good plan, Stephanie. Can I call you Steph?”“Sure,” she said, “you can call me whatever you want.” She took James’ shirt off the rest of the way and then got down on her knees in front of him and started working on his shoes and socks. Meanwhile, Beth was working on Bill and I zeroed in on Jamal. I was in a hurry to see his big cock.I was taking my time with Jamal so.