Wendy knew the worse of what could happen is that Terry Jo would tryto spread some nasty rumors about her around the school. Wendy justwanted it to no... start until Monday. She had that big debate in theafternoon, and did not want that drama to distract her. Then, she hadthe dance tomorrow, and did not want Terry Jo's pettiness to kill herbuzz."OMG, the dance!" Wendy thought. She started to panic for she did nothave anything to wear. While she did have something, she wantedsomething nice and new. After he and Bethany fucked, Philip told her to move over onto the bed beside him and lie on her back. He was actually surprised that Bethany didn't get up, get dressed and leave after she'd satisfied his initial lusts but he again laughed silently as he knew she hung around and was ready to go again because she loved it and she need it as badly as he did or worse. With her being pregnant and hormones raging in her young female body, Philip wasn't sure what her sexual needs were but he figured. The look in his eyes showed the depth of my insult. No, there was more than that, he was intensely and personally hurt.“Paul, you’ve hurt me as a man,” my youngest brother hit the mark with that one.“Rory, what sort of man trades wives with another man? I can’t get the sight out of my head of you banging away at Betty Mae while Mick and Raylene were sitting and watching. I don’t want that kind of marriage and I’m not sure I can trust men who do.”I looked at Rory and knew this was the breaking. Pat and Robbie, drunk as they were, were not so far gone as to not recognize the semi naked woman on the couch. They turned off the overhead lights and, by the light of the TV, began to give 'close examination' to Aimee's body. My security system kicked on as the lights changed and the motion detector triggered the video cameras. My bedroom TV clicked on and I was watching the adventures. The thong had pulled up into her crack, and as she lay on her side, the outline of her pucker was visible.