"How about this Tony? You tell Steve and then I tell everybody you are lying because I wouldn't put out for you? You say nothing and we all live happi...y ever after." Nice try Rosie, but it won't work. For one thing, I won't give a rats ass if you everyone that story. For another, I know where to find your boyfriend. He drinks at Benny's Tavern and when I haul his ass in front of the family and squeeze his head like a pimple he will be more than happy to tell all about your little affair. All. I had been a little worried when she began to voice concerns over what we did in bed together. We had been married now for six years and I still desired her as much as I did on the first day we met. We still made love two or three times a week, as we always had, and I couldn’t see the problem. Lynn had told me that she was bored with doing it the same way all the time, always in bed, always as a prelude to going to sleep. She told me that we ought to try to broaden our horizons, be more. It was what he had added that made him seem edgier. He was wearing a midnight black leather vest with a flaming pair of black stitched angel wings on the back with a bunch of patches on it. He had also tied a blue bandana around his forehead and was wearing Terminator sunglasses. Ariel’s heart started speeding up again, but it wasn’t fear. It was the kind of speeding she got when she seen male model material. * * * * * * * * Otis stopped next to the drivers door of Ariel’s car and made a. I nodded my head at him, my eyes closing against my will. The feel of his hand against my stomach cause it to do flips and twist and turn. I was excited and sick to my stomach all at the same time. No one had ever touched me in these ways and I sure as hell never imagined the first person to do so being my own father. Daddy’s hand moved down and tugged at the bottom of my tank top, pulling it up to expose my stomach from the lining of my pants up until just under my breasts. He ran his fingers.