What he does notice is that her hand on his ass is more and more of a fixture. She pats it when she's happy with him-maybe he just blew a hundred guys...and actually spanks him like a baby when he's not-maybe didn't want to admit to her that he liked it, which of course he didn't. She's bigger and stronger than him, but even if she wasn't he doesn't want to cross her. He wants to make parole something awful.And she's always talking about his ass, too. Some people live in their heads, she says,. She took me around the house explaining to me the rules and myduties and generally, what was expected of me. All and I do mean all ofthe housework would be done by me. My appearance was to be neat andperfect at all times. I was also to be the cook and serve them as a maid atall times. I was also to me both of my sisters' personal servant, or slave.That covered it. How nice of them. Boldly I decided to ask a question.Knowing that I was not to speak, I looked into Donna eyes expectedly.She nodded. Our lips hardly left each other all night. I finally broke contact and pulled her to the edge, where I gazed at her wonderful pussy. It was pretty, well trimmed, and sweet. I dived in, and made love to her clit with my tounge. I spelt her name (in caps and cursive), and then started the alphabet. She had a pillow under her head and was watching me feast on her. Keeping up a running commentary about how good it was, then she shreeked! and gushed. I climbed up beside her, and she began. "Well Bobby, if you want I could teach you how to kiss. I've been told I'm pretty good at it." Would you really Jan? That would be great, you're a lifesaver... and I don't mean a candy one." Let's go over behind the garage. I don't want mom or dad to see us"They got up from the swings and walked over to a little space between the back of the garage and the privacy fence. Bobby followed Jan giving her a lingering gaze that took in her well formed legs, tight little ass and narrow waist before.