“Stay the rest of the weekend,” he said eagerly, “Please, Sandie..” The idea caught me by surprise. My first reaction as the ‘Old Sandie’ ...ould have been to refuse but after last night and this morning, was I still that person? “I don’t know, Paul,” I said, old habits dying hard, “I’d really like to but…” There wasn’t a ‘but’, and I knew it. I really wanted to stay the weekend. Still, I the Old Me had to protest however much the New Me wanted it. “We haven’t got any clothes or washing stuff. He didn't cut it down until he was about 25, when he too got a 'real' job, and then himself transfered power. He was so proud of it. As we sat on the table, he turned and looked me right in the face. “Matthew---when does a dude know when he's a man”? “Ahhh lil bro---I been waiting for that for some time now” I replied. “Ya ?? so what's the answer'? “There is only one person on the planet that can proclaim you a man. And that is the man in the mirror”. “HUH ??” “lol, go up to the bathhouse. They were in every room in the house including my bedroom, on my bed when I walked in. The first time I found two naked girls going at it, it was my own daughter and her co-captain going at it. Vivian was on the bottom as I undressed and approached her girlfriend from behind. She saw me and flipped over, twisted around, and offered me her pussy to fuck. It was everything that I had dreamed of and more. Slipping into her saliva-covered pussy was even better than when I had slipped it into her. Jed slid his gripup catching her fingers against the barrel of the gun; before she could reacthe twisted his hip slamming her down to the ground. Rachel's grip broke as the wind was knocked from her lungs and Jed slammed thebarrel down against her jaw his finger against the trigger. "Don't you fuckin' move bitch." He shouted pressing the barreldown again. Rachel gasped, staring up through the sights at her captor without moving asingle inch. "That's a good girl, now roll over onto your pretty.