“I think Karen and Sam are in the house talking. I'll be in as soon as I glue these last few fittings. I'm expanding the garden and need to get this...irrigation system working first. I've added a trellis for Karen.”“Oh, okay. I'll go see what they are up to. No need to apologize, this is your house and you can wear what you like. Thanks, I'll head on in and see what they are up to. Oh, nice abs there, Dave.” She grinned, lowering her sunglasses and smiling. She knew she embarrassed him because. He asked her how often do we fuck. Linda said not enough, told him I work most of the time and fuck when I’m not too tired. Linda asked him, how often do you masturbate? Gary reply, once a day. Linda then asked him, did you masturbate today? Gary said, no, I usually do that at night before I go to bed. Linda lied down on the bed, raised her skirt up and spread her legs open. She asked Gary if he wanted to masturbate right now. Gary looked over and saw her sweet, wet pussy. He said, I don’t. He’s a Corporal with the United States Marine Corps. He went into the military right out of West Point. He recently returned from Iraq after two tours of duty and now works as a patrol officer with the Massachusetts State Troopers. He’s my idol. I hope to join him on the force someday. I am very proud of myself and my family, as you probably can tell. We’ve gone through so much together. That’s why I know black men and black women can make it work if they want to. In the household where I grew. One question can initiate a war with these two women. The only time my daughter spends time with me is when she's forcing herself onto me or sobbing about her mother and I. If I could travel in time and revisit myself thirty years ago to warn myself about the future, I don't think I would even believe my own self. "Daddy," Charlotte whispered, biting her thin cherry lips. "Why don't you want me? I can satisfy your urges." Never in a million years would I have pictured my eighteen year old.