" Cassie gave it a couple of seconds to mull over. "Ya think?" I don't know. Why don't you try again tonight?" Yeah, we're going to the ballet."Tiffan... arched an eyebrow."Stop that! I suggested it, and he only agreed to it because he's such a nice guy." Uh huh."Cassie stuck her tongue out at her friend. "Well, I'd better get going." Good luck getting him into your panties, honey. I'm pulling for you!" Thanks. I'll see you later, kiddo." She hugged her friend, supposing she could be forgiven for. I know, I know, people say that it's not a big deal, that it doesn't really matter but...well it kinda feels like it matters. It's a part of growing up, isn't it? I had felt a little behind in that area, and it's not just the sex, or rather lack thereof.My friend group had all gotten jobs in high school, pretty easily too. Made me feel like I was doing something wrong just playing sports with my spare time. Football was really the only thing I ever had going for me. My sister has had the same. After all, you wouldn’t want me to use words like no in the bedroom, or refuse you in any way, would you?” Karl remained silent for a moment. “You’re right,” he told her. “If I don’t show you who is boss now then it may be a sign of weakness.” “I don’t like weak men,” she told him. “I like a man who is strong and means what he says.” “I get the picture,” he told her. “Now hand me back to that cuckolded husband of yours.” Claire shouted for Neil and handed him the mobile before going into. My sexual incest and full bestality liberation began during Lockdown 3 in England. Dad was often on the computer late at night after Mum had gone to bed, and I was usually on the sofa watching TV. I presumed that Dad was "up to no good" because he only went on the computer when Mum was out or she had gone to bed. It turned out that he was regularly chatting to a guy called Robertbi so it didn't take much education to gather what he was talking about although this came as a big shock to me.