In the summer after graduation, around the last Friday of the month of June, Mother found that Father was coming in later and later. He came in so lat..., that both me and Mother were asleep when he came in.Instinctively, my mother awakens due to the opening of the front door. She turns on the light to both the hallway and the den, finding a half-awake husband entering the front door. I can't say who was the first to attack but once the front door was closed, the peaceful midnight hour turned to. She smiles to herself. Why not tease him a little?“I took off my panties back at the restaurant and left them on my chair for the waiter,” she says seductively.Chance raises his eyebrows, but otherwise remains silent. Rory is extremely aroused herself and she almost wishes that he would just pull over and take her right there. Instead, he keeps driving, smiling to himself and looking across at her every so often. Then she notices that they are not headed toward home. Chance, it seems, has taken. A pervert, with heavy breathing, says, “I bet you have a tight arsehole with no hair.”Woman replies, “Yes, he’s watching TV. Who shall I say is calling?”LEXOPHILIA - WHO ON EARTH DREAMS THESE UP? A lexophile of course!• Venison for dinner again? Oh deer!• How does Moses make tea? Hebrews it.• England has no kidney bank, but it does have a Liverpool.• I tried to catch some fog, but I mist.• They told me I had type-A blood, but it was a Typo.• I changed my iPod’s name to Titanic. It’s syncing. "I think you've been plenty good pretty girl." my sir coos, stickily affectionate as he brushes a loose strand of hair back from my face. Its short- some would call it pixie, others a bob. Its soft and ash brown, and master runs his hand through it approvingly before gripping it near the base of my head. I gasp but it turns into a moan before I can stop myself when he pulls my head up and takes me into a deep kiss. His tongue is strong, wet, and his mouth tastes of cigarettes and whiskey. I.