Bobby was my son by my first marriage and Linda is my wife's daughter by her first marriage. We both had amicable divorces and frequently saw each oth...rs former spouses. Bobby was slurping his spaghetti one strand at a time, my wife was twirling hers with a fork, I had cut mine with a knife and was spooning it up. Linda was just moving hers around on her plate, like she was thinking of something else. Although we make it a habit to eat together, we often don't talk much at the table. Polite,. They hadn’t tied my legs to the chair so, even though it was awkward as hell I managed to stand and take the few steps to the wall. I smashed the chair into the wall, but the fucking thing didn’t break. It did however get the attention of the two on the bed. I smashed it into the wall twice more before Brandon got off the bed, came over to me, back-handed me and then picked me up and carried me over to the side of he be. He set me down, said “Behave yourself little man. Jan will cut you loose. His charisma and sincerity made him an easy guy to look up to as a role model.At home Jack was just as dedicated. He’d met his wife Diane in college and now twenty years later, they had two boys, Jack Jr. and Todd. Jack Jr. was a college freshman, and Todd was a high school senior, living with Jack and Diane in their beautiful home in one of the nicer neighborhoods. Jack worked long hours but still made time for his wife and kids. Diane was a research physicist at a nearby university, and. “That was foolish. Now, what happens when I take you home? Your parents will think you were molested or something!” My Mom was startled.“Do you want to make it one week as OUR slave, and one week as my PERSONAL slave if they don’t say one word when I walk in the house completely naked?” Julie grinned wickedly and put her hands behind her head. “Like this?” she asked if she was interlacing her fingers behind her head properly as she imitated the way I was sitting.“You understand that if you.