Naturally there was a big reaction in my jeans. Brenda knew this as her palm was now cupping my crotch, her fingers registering the first stirrings of...my erecting penis. She continued to kiss me, giving exciting little moans. I glanced nervously over at the back of David's chair- surely he was aware of what his wife and I were doing ! I made a feeble attempt to push Brenda away but finding her small soft breast in my sweaty palm I quickly gave into the excitement of the moment. I kneaded that. " Did you report the matter to the school principal for investigation?" No, because I thought it wouldn't be a good idea. The whole school would have come to know about the photos and the wordings. That would have embarrassed my daughter and me, not to mention my wife." So, what happened after that?" asked the psychiatrist friend."The photos and his words started to affect my feelings?" What do you mean? Were you troubled?" I was not troubled but... but I started to have some unnatural. And, as he frequently reminded me, one prone to making mistakes."About 18 months before I left, I decided that maybe I needed to figure out a way to get some unrecorded funds of my own. Given the way things were set up at the time, there wasn't a chance in hell I could skim from the grocery or household funds. We had one checkbook for our joint account--like so many things it made sense at the time. He said that it made it too easy for mistakes to get made if we were running two different. Besides, I had by then picked up the cheesy background music of your garden variety porn flick. Giggling to myself, I realized Dad must be watching a porno.Then, like a head rush coming on it occurred to me: Dad's watching a porno! And that meant he was probably jerking off! I'd seen that, once, and I knew right away that if possible, I had to see it again! So very quietly I crept down the hall towards my parents room. From the sliver of light on the hallway wall I knew the door was cracked.