Then I helped Isabel.Tonight, was one of those ‘New ideas’ for dinner Parmesan Baked Pork Chops. No side dish.After everyone’s first bite, it wa... declared a hit.“Michael,” Isabel asked between bites, “Where on a cow do pork chops come from?”“I have no idea, except that pork chops come from a pig, Red.”Everyone liked my answer, even Jennifer giggled.“Maybe after dinner, someone could tell you. It doesn’t sound like something to talk about at dinner,” I said.“Oh,” she said. “Sorry.”We went back. " I replied on her behalf. Roland and Frank looked over their shoulders at us and I swear to you...they were blushing. CHAPTER 4 We got dropped off. The guys were off to their night jobs, they wouldn't be home until around 2:30 in the morning. As Lacon and I entered the apartment, I was flush with embarrassment. I had forgotten about all the porn we had shamelessly strewn around the joint. There were Hustlers and XXX video tapes with. ..”You should throw on a raincoat and come on over. I swear, if you could see this video clip Rita showed Alex and me, you’d come over ready to spend the night ... maybe even the weekend.”“You slut - you never did play fair when you have a really hot porn video you’d like for me to see. Can you send me a clip? If it’s as good as you say, I’ll come over naked - in my see-through raincoat.”“Rita heard us talking and she said she could email you a clip. She doesn’t think she can text it, because. Diane reached out and stroked her father's chest. Her eyes ran up and down his body, taking it all in as if she couldn't believe he was real. Then, when she felt his hands reach out to touch her little tits, she sighed, not caring if it was fantasy or not. Anything that felt this good she didn't even want to question.Her hands went again to his cock, and John rolled over on top of her. Diane was surprised that she didn't feel shamed by her dad's weight. Their bodies seemed to fit together.