Only maybe two or three times have they decided something I was totally opposed to. Do you have that problem with Walt and Mary?" Less than you do," K...tey said with a shrug. "Walt and Mary are an interesting study in couple dynamics. By all accounts, a person just meeting them in a group situation would think Mary rules the roost. Just like they would think whichever woman you were with does. I guess even with Sean and Rachelle. But at least with Walt and Mary, it's really not true. She would. I put on my suit and tie and went to pick her up. I rented a car and driver for the occasion. When I walked up to her door and rang the bell, her mother opened it and said, ‘Come in for a while. Cindy isn’t quite ready yet.’ I walked into the rec room and was greeted by her father. ‘Hi Chester,’ he grinned. ‘Taking my little girl out, huh?’ ‘Yes sir. I am just so lucky.’ ‘She likes you son, take good care of her. Do you need any money?’ ‘No sir. I always have money of my own. I just never had. She was an unwilling heaven, and he marveled at his good luck in catching her like this. She began to moan, in spite of herself, as he gave her his entire length time and time again. She once began to try to stand and he planted a hand on her back. He leaned forward and nearly mounted her, roughly holding her all the way down on the desk. She lay there, face on the surface and turned so that he could see her tears as the cried and groaned under his abuse. It didn’t last long, and he could feel. " And I'm Annette" crowed Gwendolyn."And I'm Ann-Margret." cooed Phyllis. "I'm a redhead, with carpet to match, and I've got a fire down below for you."Whoever those chicks were, I guess they were pretty hot because my versions of them were. Except for that hair.Then they did the cheerleader whoop, jump and clap. Pretty cool."Hey look at all those pillows on that bed. Let's pillow-fight!"So they did. With all the usual giggles and girly screams.Now that was kinda cool. I'd heard somewhere that.