I hadn’t dared leave the room while she was still in her uniform. I wondered if she thought the same of me in my uniform. What if she liked what she...saw? Wishful thinking.“Hey, Jake, you want to put on a scary film?” She perked up.“Urm sure.... but won’t you get all scared?” I replied, smiling at her.“You can protect me can’t you?” She sat up facing me, her gorgeous smile and eyes penetrating me.“Sure thing” I smiled. Sure enough she stood up, turned the light out and put on a new horror film. Dad then made the comment that Jayne had fingered and licked mum’s pussy and that mum had done the same to Jayne, he then said that I had wanked him and made him cum but he had not wanked me or indeed sucked my cock. Then he said “how would you feel Mark if I done that to you”? I said “well I don’t know because I have never done it before”. “OK” dad said after lunch shell we try it? I stuttered a quiet why not. Jayne was jumping out of her chair with excitement. “Let’s get lunch” mum said.. I wondered if I was gaping, as I suddenly feltmuch more vulnerable."Oh, great. That's much better," the tattoo artist commented as hecontinued working. He was able to keep up his shading for only aboutanother five minutes before inventing another complaint. "Yeah, we'vegot another problem here ladies. Her sissy ass is just wobbling too muchevery time I move the gun. I'm going to need hold onto it however I canto keep things even here - do you mind Miss?" I turned my head to seethe tattoo worker. I have a forty eight inch version of the drawing seen here in this story. Instead of zooming in, you need only walk up close to the drawing. It is obvious that the artist tried to save the most graphic images of what happened to my wife and the other girl on stage. He thought that you would just look “closely” at those areas of intense interest.The event was my wife’s last night at The Demo Bar. She told them that was “it”, at least for a while. The wife was finishing a Masters, doing out call,.