I think I must have a nice butt, because boys ashore stare at me when I wear the shorts, and I’m sure I’ve seen more than one with a bulge in his ...ants.We couldn’t stop giggling when we got back to the boat, and we teased daddy until he couldn’t wait any longer, grabbed the one of us that was the most scandalously dressed, this time it was Sammie, and carried her to the aft stateroom, and our big bed.“Why do you and Sammie like to wrestle with daddy all the time?” Dannie asked.I launched into a. . wasn't an hour..."Mercer sighed, walking across the room to help them to their feet.Sometimes they were a little shaken after the rough fucking. Though he hated this informal role as a fluffer, he found himself strangely... compelled.He banished the thought, as he managed to do so easily with unwanted ideas.The two found their footing, standing shakily as strands of cum leaked down from their holes. Still dripping from the tank, both reached for a pair of towels."Your card..."Mr. Mercer. How the hell can that happen?"It is one hell of a Monday morning when you get this notice. The first thing you do is get angry. Then you deny it. And Denial means you look up your name against the posted list with the Population Control board. Not good. There I was. All the personal information including, SSID, and my personal contact information of record.Well, so much for anger and denial. Now I can look at bargaining. I reach out to the Dean of Woman's programs and her secretary tells me I. I recognized him from the last Christmas party we had attended. His name was Kevin and he didn't know it yet, but he had fucked up big time when he decided to help himself to my wife.That night I called home and told Sandy I was going to have to stay late on a project and that she shouldn't wait up for me. The next morning I was up and out of the house before Sandy woke up and when I got to work I got the name of a divorce attorney who was supposed to be pretty good and I made an appointment to.