How do you feel about him?" Chris's question caught me off guard. I did not expect it. "I am not sure what you are asking me," I answered nervously. "...et me ask what I really want to know. Am I at risk of losing you to him?" "Oh god no! No honey! I belong to you, and only you," I reassured my husband. "I'm shocked that you would even ask that."I was a little hurt that Chris questioned my commitment to him, but I did not want to dwell on that. "Are you sure?"I thought for a second, wanting to be. I could see he was thinking. Come on. he said. I was still very angry and now I knew who had caused all this pain and confusion, that bitch Jessica. We walked into his parents house and he left me standing at the door as he ran upstairs. I could here Barbara blasting someone in the basement. That must be where Jessica is. I was about to start that way when Peters mother came into the entry. She just looked at me and smiled and hugged me tightly. Please tell me this can all be fixed. We want. Like... I belong to you now, or something." And don't you forget it. I wanted you and I took you." Faith marvelled at how good it felt to have claimed this girl. B's little s*ster! And in B's own bed. Quite a conquest. But more than that... Faith knew what she was making Dawn feel, and she loved that Dawn loved it.Also... Dawn's hair smelled really good, and Faith felt an urge to say so. But that would spoil the mood."You can do anything you want to me," Dawn breathed, trying to rub her crotch. He ran it with an iron fist, 'my way or no way' was his catch cry. He got results so everyone put up with the bluster. Jenny did all the bookwork and handled all the ordering, she could tell you to the last cent how much was in the bank and down to the last cent what the business was worth; 'Big mouth' was constantly riding her so she dare not make a mistake.They lived on a small acreage just outside of town in a respectably large country style home; an outsider looking in would consider 'they.