"Suit yourself," Erica said as she sat down on the couch, "Just do me thekindness of not treating me like an idiot and answer my questions honestly."J...ff, feeling his guilt start to replace his anger and fear, sullenly noddedhis head."Why did you do it?" Erica asked quietly, not even able to look at the manshe had spent the last 5 years married to. "What did I do wrong?"Jeff felt his heart drop as he listened to his wife's pained voice. "Youdidn't do anything Erica," Jeff said honestly, "you. She had workto do.So Melody sauntered up to her bosses' office, still adjusting to theheels and the restrictive nature of walking in a skirt. It only came downto her knees, but Melody felt like her thighs were chained to the cloth.By the time she was in front of his desk, it was past eleven."What on earth do you think you're doing in my office so late?" Adam halfyelled, still in his regular business suit. Melody had the decency andtilt her head down submissively and look ashamed."I'm sorry,. One day when his parents weren’t home, we decided to drink a lot and we planned on a night-out.We drank a lot but were handling ourselves pretty well.His sister came into the house,he saw that and shouted “bitch! Didn’t parents take you with them”. She came to know that he was drunk as hell. She decided to call her parents and I persuaded her not to call them. My friend was also short-tempered, he came drooling and caught her by her hair and said “do you want to call them you bitch? You know. Panic racked my brain as I realized that I had been eating out my own sister. What had come over me I wondered? Cat was still lying on the seat as I gazed into the truck, her panties had slipped back into place but only enough to cover one of her outer pussy lips. The light from the cafes neon sign was bright enough to see my saliva on the exposed puffy one. Slowly, as if in a trance, Cat sat up on the seat and just stared at me. God Cat, Im so, so, sorry. I dont know what came over me, I cried.