"I kinda know about that, Dad," she said matter of factly. "But..." But why don't we talk with Nina about this, okay? She's my wife. She gets to help ...ecide, right?" I smiled at her."Yessir," she agreed.I heard the shower stop, a brief period of bumping around, then the hair dryer started. Normally I'd be in the bathroom starting my own shower now, if indeed we hadn't showered together, a more likely occurrence, but I decided to wait so Nina would be there with Sandy. Not that I didn't trust. " I'm sorry, I must have the wrong number," the caller on the other end stammered.The hum of the dial tone in his ear made him chuckle at first, then he burst into laughter as he rocked back in his chair. "Dumbass bill collectors, that ought to keep them from calling me for awhile."Mark went back to thinking about tomorrow. Phil was in most of his sophomore classes at Southside College and Mark was about to unleash his final act upon him that would send Phil packing his bags and running back to. ” I paused. “Is that wrong? I hope Jim is ok. I would hate to think that he feels guilty.”Claire asked, “Is Kym your daughter?”“Yea. Sasha and Kym are the girls that have been hired to do the housekeeping here. Well they will be doing more than that. They are probably the reason that Jim and I are going to be doing our job. While Jon was inside me, he asked Jim to imagine that I was Kym. We both came so hard it was embarrassing.”“Can you see that girl over there,” Claire said, as she pointed to. His hand was rough and my ass was sore. He moved his hand around almost like he was picking out a spot. I guess he found the area he wanted. He kept his hand on my ass. He wanted to steady it. It was then that I felt something hot. With his other hand he was bring something close to the skin of my ass up near my hip. He touched my ass with what he was holding and time stopped. I wanted to take a big breath but I couldn't. Finally I was able to inhale and as I did I smelled it. It was.