I am sure that there were some people in the show that had some kind of idea what was going on, but at that moment I just didn't care. After the show... we went to a nice place for dinner. We sat at a table and there was only a few people there. I noticed one guy sitting with his family looking over our way quite a bit, as if he recognized me. He kept looking and I told Jay about it. Jay checked the guy out, and didn't think it was anybody we knew. This is way before we started posting pictures. She had never felt such a reaction to any man. She shyly looks up at me through lowered lashes, I had my answer. I begin to undress, not hurriedly, but with purpose. I rose to remove my pants and she held her breath until I stood before her in my nudity. My erection stood large like a ramrod, her pussy throbbing to be filled with it again. She begins to squirm, her surrender inevitable. Her hormonal and emotional state left her beyond words. She pleaded with her eyes and I obliged her, climbing. Next she—maybe I am wrong—seem to stick out her chest at me. She said, ‘Oh, John. What are you doing home so early?’ Then she crossed her arm over her breasts and with the other hand covered her vagina. What also struck me was the normalcy of her voice—not upset.’The psychologist shot another look to the mother. “Ashley, you didn’t try to hide yourself right away? Why?”She looked down and up, released a distressed sigh then answered. “I wanted John to see me.”“You wanted your son to see. Not to mention my father was still doing a little of his own sucking on me. Cromwell opened his mouth to answer but my father’s ancient voice cut through. ‘I have suggested that you be given the rest of the night off, to adapt to your new surroundings. You will start promptly tomorrow evening.’ I said the words that were expected of me. ‘Thank you, Father.’ I was rewarded with the lightest brushing of his fingertips along my inner thigh. I hadn’t even noticed that his hand had gone up my skirt.