As I tried to crawl to my clothes, Bruce stepped between me and them. I looked up at a naked Bruce stroking his rigid penis, I tried to speak but only...a squawking sound left my throat. Bruce laughed and said to Charlie '...you fuck the bitches throat so hard he can't talk...' Charlie sitting on the bench mumbled '...the bitch ain't supposed to talk, just take dick...' Bruce looked down at me and grabbed my left ear pulling me up saying '...you heard the man turn your sorry ass around...' Bruce. I was pretty sure Ally was seeing someone on the side, even if she denied it when I confronted her. So, I had no guilty feelings in pursuing our babysitter.Bailey had a habit of wearing the cutest cut-off shorts that were barely street legal. I don’t know how her parents let her out of the house wearing what she often wore: T-shirts that were always way too small and tight and those damn cut-off shorts with the pockets hanging down, and flip-flops.Ally didn’t much care for the Bailey look, but. Mom says it’s completely voluntary, Kit. Are you game?”“I’m game. What do I need to do?”“The instructions say to scrub the inside of your cheek with the swab, put it in the tube and seal it. I’ll ship it back to Mom on Monday.”Kit sealed his swab in his tube and Nichelle did the same. “How would you feel about being kissing cousins?” she asked.“Kissing fifth half-cousins? I think that’s a safe enough amount of separation, don’t you?”“More than safe enough. Kit -- which way do you hope it. But it is that same type of love and respect for me that should make her willing to indulge my desires. This may sound selfish, but after 25 plus years of being with the beautiful woman (my wife was still beautiful and very sexy) and not being able to have her like I want, I simply cant handle it anymore. So I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak. For our 25th anniversary we had decided to take a Caribbean cruise. I decided that this would be the turning point, that everything.