I was a sixth generation Darby, people that settled here in the early 1800s and made their fortune in silver. My family had money, old money, not like...the nouveau Ginsbergs. Zach Ginsberg’s dad grew up lower middle-class. Then, after serving in World War Two, he started an appliance business that by the late 1950s did well enough for him to buy a home in upscale Ridgedale, the county’s wealthiest, predominately Jewish development. Like us, the Ginsbergs belonged to a country club. Not just any. Spears?"I laughed."I'd talked to my daughter's fourth grade class a couple days before and some girl asked me if I knew Britney Spears," I said. "Apparently, she asks everybody that. So hers was just the first name that popped into my head."He looked concerned. Oh, shit."It was just hypothetical, of course," I added hastily."Have you seen any pornographic videos involving celebrities?" he asked."Er, maybe," I admitted."May I ask you who?" he leaned forward."Ummm," I paused. I could see this. There’s something you don’t know how to do?’ ‘I never had time. That’s not true, I never made time for fun activities. I was always working on my science projects. That’s what made me happiest. I didn’t have a family, so science was my family. The only time I took off was on Sundays in the winter, when I would use my snowmobile for recreation. I loved riding that thing, and I was very good at it. I don’t want you to be like me, I want you to have some fun in your life.’ ‘Dad, I’m going to. " Marcie gasped.The dog feasted on her cunt. She panted hard, felt dizzy as Pardner gained another inch. He growled as he rimmed the edges of her cuntal mouth. She felt her pussy muscles convulse deep inside."Ohhh, yes, fuck... fuck!" the girl cried, rolling her ass from left to right."Fuck her, fuck her!"The thought of fucking brought more harsh, whimpery gasps from her throat. She grabbed the dog's neck and pulled his nose back into the seeping pit of her cunt. Yes, she needed that something.