”No? I wiped my eyes to see him clearly - and could see his dominant amusement. He looked so sure of himself, that it made me sick to realized that ... was powerless against him. And yet, I still had no conscious understanding why that could be!“When was your last orgasm mom?”I again wiped at my eyes, feeling the well of my tears already drying up. My rebellion already disintegrating - and that submissive powerlessness returning. “I don’t remember.” I saw my son’s firm disagreement with this. It didn’t register at first when I entered the kitchen to take my seat at the table…I was more concerned trying to conceal the lump in my shorts. Dad and the girls were already sitting at the table tucking into the sandwich and salad that mum had made for us all. I slid into my seat pretty confident that dad had not noticed my erection but the girls made it clear that they saw my predicament. Dad was pre occupied talking to Vicky…no doubt reminiscing of seeing her hairless twat last night… it. For me."Britney stepped into her shoes and then walked out the door. Dave ran out into the hallway, naked."Please don't go!" pleaded Dave one last time. It was too late. She was already at the stairs and heading to her room. There were a few people standing by the elevators that looked over at Dave."What the fuck are you staring at?" yelled Dave. He went back into his room and slammed the door. He suddenly had an urge for the ship to sink and for him not to make the call for lifeboats.Amber. The manager went to Murphy and said, “Thank you for coming to the interview, but we’ve decided to give the Norwegian the job.”Murphy,... “And why would you be doing that? We both got 19 questions correct. This being Ireland and me being Irish surely I should get the job.”Manager, “We have made our decision not on the correct answers, but on the question you got wrong.”Murphy, “And just how would one incorrect answer be better than another?”Manager “That’s Simple; on question number 7 the.