The soup was an excellent clear broth with slivers of carrot, leeks, celery, parsley and tiny chunks of fried beef, deliciously spiced. The roast was ...verything one could desire. Succulent, a lovely beer crust, the cuts sufficiently generous, huge yeast dumplings, a creamy dark sauce, some dressed lettuce. Simple German country fare at its best, so seldom found nowadays amongst all those pizzerias, Thai, Chinese and similarly dubious eateries and, dare I mention them, the ever present depravity. ”Today is my baby girl’s 18th birthday. I be so glad that this be my last child support payment! Month after month, year after year, all those payments!So I call my baby girl, LaKeesha, to come to my house, and when she get there, I say: “Baby girl, I want you to take this check over to yo momma house and tell her this be the last check she ever be gettin’ from me, and I want you to come back and tell me the ‘spression on yo mama’s face.” So, my baby girl take the check over to her momma.I be. "Listen, princess," she whispered in my ear, "I'm not your sweet,adoring wife, Jennifer; I'm not going to dote on you like somecheerleader, Donna Reed homemaker." She spoke in a soothing tone andwas still running her nails softly up and down my member, but her changein mood made the tender caress suddenly seem a little menacing.She gripped my open fly from the sides and suddenly yanked apart rippingmy boxers wide open. They hung in tatters from my hips. She lookedthrough the bathroom and. Abby inched closer to me on thecouch and I started to feel uncomfortable. All of a sudden she grabbedthe remoted from me and acting really flirty said " I know what we can doMark! Let's play truth or dare!" . They both looked at me expectantly.I said no at first but Abby kept looking at me and begging and I finallysaid yes. They even told me I could go first. So I picked Abby and shetook dare. I couldn't think of anything at first and then I said:"Okay Abby. I dare you to kiss Madison on.