“Yes, Ma’am. When is Dad getting up, do you think?”“Later, a little later. Now, is your homework completed? You will find your social life sev...rely limited if your grades slip!”“Brent and I finished our homework, last night, before ... before Daddy got home.”I rose, drained the lizard (which, helpfully, reduced my tumescence. Not exactly the statement I wanted to make, while lecturing my teen daughter about her own reproductive choices, no sir!), and headed downstairs.I detoured to the. ..and the other one, too". I meekly gave him both boots which he took over to his bed. As he satdown he kicked off his Nikes and said: "You like boots? Let's see youreally lick my boots good. Get your ass over here!" As I came over to the bed he dropped the boots on the floor and ordered:"Lace up my boots so I can kick your ass." I dropped to my knees and slipped his boots on, pulling the speed-lacestight. Bob stood up and said: "OK faggot, start licking my boots!" As hespit out those. ”I put the paper back the way it was and ran my finger down the slick color page. My cock was hard again and my mind was filled with every detail of the last few days and I wondered if I would spend my life with an erection. I wanted to study the catalog but remembered Char’s warning about a proper time and place.I pulled off my shirt and trousers and put on a robe to go wash up. As I passed my Mom’s room I heard voices and peeked in. Mom was wearing her new bra and girdle and this time had. "Yes, you honestly think they let us style actual hair? We work on wigsfirst. Only when they think we're good enough, will they allow us to dosomeones hair," she replied."So, is that a wig you've got on?" asked Paul, mischievously. "OUCH!" No it isn't!" she snapped, slapping him round the back of the head."Ok, no need for that, thank you," said Laura. "Here are the drinksanyway." May I take your meal order?" asked the waitress.The family quickly looked at the menus once more, before Alex gave.