M, time for daddy to be home. She quickly pulled her little American eagle pink shirt over her tight fitting red bra and got on her knees and hands as...soon as she heard the front door close. Pulling her skirt over her ass, she spread her thighs far apart and started moving her ass up and down, a dance she leaned a few hours earlier from a raunchy music video. She made herself not think and just danced as dirty as she could, pleasuring her muscles with every movement. She heard the faint sound. "Would you like to come in?" Katie asks.That sounds great. We can continue to talk and I'm curious what her tastes are like. Does she decorate with a modern look or country or what? I might get some good ideas for my place.Inside her place she asks, "Do you want a drink?" No thanks." Make yourself at home. I'll be right back."I sit on the sofa. Katie's style is contemporary. It fits her."Carter? Could you help me?"I turn my head. Katie is standing in the doorway wearing a pink nightie. I stand. "So what did you say to him this morning?" This morning? God, not much at all! I only yelled at him a bitbecause he forgot his pacifier..." Pacifier?" Yeah, I love seeing him sucking on it. It's hilarious! I've beenhaving a real problem with him forgetting it lately." Oh, okay. What else?" And then I yelled at him because he didn't drink any of his babybottles!" No baby bottles?" Yeah! He knows he's supposed to drink some every morning and thenbring me the empty ones." But he didn't?" No!. She has been telling me what to do and not what to do, and I have been powerless and not confident enough to take a stand and tell her "No.". The reason behind that is that I don't want to upset Wilda and make her mad. I always want to make her happy. I never want to make her angry or upset with me. But now, I'm wondering if I made a mistake in marrying Wilda. And...Suddenly, the door opened and in came Hellen, who stopped short when she saw me sitting on the guest bed. Our eyes met and her.