I thought about giving her a sarcastic answer and decided not to. "Yes. Yes, I have."She poured one of the glasses full of amber liquid and handed it ...o me. "Drink," she said.I did, and promptly coughed. Velvet fire coursed through my gullet and I sneezed."Wow," I said hoarsely. "What is that?" Some of the finest Scotch whiskey ever made," she replied.I emptied the glass and said, "It has a nice flavor. May I have some more?"She poured and I drank. Before I could say too much more, I was. He layed me down on the coach and pulled my shorts of and took of his shirt and pants. He climbed ontop of me and passionatly kissed me. He slid his hand over my breasts and in my panties. He let the kiss go and went to my pussy. He moved the bottom of my boy shorts to one sideAnd started to finger me. I was moaning louder and louder. I squeezed my own breasts and my dad licked me. I told him to get off for a second. I stood up and took of my panties and layed on the couch. My dad took of his. ‘Why is it only until Anne comes back? Can’t you order her around, and tell her to do whatever you want?’ My master laughed, and gave a simple enough response. ‘Just because, I, or in this case my parents own someone doesn’t mean we have absolute power. We do have to think about how orders we give, and how consistent they are affect our relationships.’ He said, ‘In this case, even if I can order her around, Anne is still the baby in the family, and can play that up. It also doesn’t really help. At first Betty couldn't understand why he did that. But when she peered inside she comprehended why her boyfriend was staying outside.She found three dogs inside, a shaggy dog she assumed was Hotdog, a St-Bernard and a Doberman. And in the darkness, she too confused Dilton/dog for Hotdog. She smiled back at Jughead and scurried inside.The three slumbering boy/dogs were awakened by her entry. They were each surprised to see that the added guest was Betty Cooper. They couldn't understand why she.