.. in the past. Now, of course, his consent had nothing to do with his sex life and probably never would again. He wasn’t likely to be consulted abo...t his preferences by my twin sister, who hated him for what he did to me.In any case, Tamara’s ass was definitely something to write home about, except that Mom and Dad were killed in a murder-suicide mess that happened when Mom caught Dad in the arms of another man. Evidently, bisexuality runs very much in my family, at least on my father’s side.. Going for broke and betting on her submissive nature, I ordered, "Pull over in that back alley s*s." Please, no," she protested."Do it, baby s*s. I know and you know you want to."She hesitated only a second before putting her foot on the brake and turning into a dark alley. Once stopped, she clarified, "Ok, Anthony, but only this one time."Knowing I had her hooked and that this would definitely not be the last time, I lied, "Of course, baby s*s."Her eyes giving away her hunger, she leaned. He didn’t even realize when the lady had crept inside the room and shut the door.He stood motionless for some time, not understanding what to say. “What happened Borah?” Mrs. Nair was the first to break the chilling silence between the two, “No time for me now a days?” she asked in a teasing tone.Borah’s face suddenly got colored at the sudden embarrassment of the question. “Nothing like that Mrs. Nair, just very busy with work” he made a desperate attempt to sound genuine. “Liar” Mrs. Nair. " she said firmly as she rose to her feet "Want another dad?"Bemused I held out my empty glass and watched her as she poured two full glass of booze and came back to the couch, she handed me my glass then put her own on the coffee table."I'm going to change out of this damned dress." she declared.Before I could gather my wits she was gone, breathing out sharply I took a long swallow from my drink then took a long shuddering breath as the scotch warmed its way down my throat. After a couple of.