“How is that embarrassing?” I sighed, “I don’t know. I think it was because it wasn’t with someone special.” Now her face changed from sor...ow to what looked like she was hurt. “Then why did you do it?” I scratched my head, “I don’t know. It sounded like a good idea at the time.” She just huffed and simply stated, “Fine. Whatever. We better head off to school or we’re going to be late.” She turned around and started walking to school without me. I quickly hurried up and followed her to school.. "You willing to talk now?" she snapped.I sighed. 'Jenny, I don't know why we suddenly cannot be in the same room without you ordering me around or screaming at me, but unless you can remain calm any discussion will only make this worse." Oh, so the perfect Roger Vinson hasn't contributed?" Jenny hissed.I groaned. "I probably have. But that's not the issue anymore. We should be trying to fix the problem, and having a screaming match won't do that," I said raising my voice.Jenny glared at me. She asked various things about me and I answered normally. But my hard on just wouldnt go and she was noticing it all the time and i was even more embarrassed but then i held my emotions and nerve. It was around 4.30 in the mornin and the Vodka started to take its effect she sat really close to me and suddenly started to touch my dick and said in a very sexy voice that “U Have a Very NICE THICK DICK, WANNA TRY ME” and i started to slide my finger on her milky white satin like thighs she was. In the morning,’ Martin said, ‘so I really should head back. Besides, with Ann here, there’s no place for me to sleep. I’m sure as hell not going to sleep on this damn sofa of yours. It’s lumpier than your gravy.’ ‘Dad!’ Melissa exclaimed, reddening. She gave her father a friendly punch on the shoulder. ‘You didn’t complain about my gravy a couple of weekends ago when you were up.’ She glanced over at Ann. ‘He’s always picking on me,’ she said, ‘He’s always been like that. Did he pick on you on.