”“So, what’s on your mind?” I asked, turning back to the counter. I thought it might be easier for her to talk if I wasn’t studying her.“D... guys like girls to talk dirty when they’re having sex? It seems really fake to me.”Somewhat shocked, I asked, “Where, exactly, did you hear about that, young lady?”“Dad, stop being stupid. Porn’s all over the Internet.”“But, why would you be watching it?” I asked, not very pleased.“I had questions. So, do guys like it?”“I imagine some do.”“Do you?”Dropping. Happy sometimes, content most of the time. You can be constantly unhappy, even desperately unhappy. You can't be constantly happy. Still, I'm glad I married him. Even besides getting to be your daughter- in-law." That's nice of you to say, dear." It was the honest truth; Katherine was the woman she admired most in the world."Bob's at work?" Katherine asked."The millwork warehouse goes six days a week. I worry about the work sometimes," (Bob came home with splinters in his hands, and in his. She had on silky stockings and a few small pieces ofjewelry. Her shoes were stylish but with low heels, to make Trent seemextra tall, to signal to him that she was ready and willing to submit.She told me confidentially that the panties I had slid up onto herslender hips, extremely sexy panties, as my sore balls could attest, werealso ones that she wouldn't mind having ripped off her."They look hot, but they were cheap. My cousin Lia calls them 'rough-sex-panties'. You almost hope the guy. I looked in the rearview mirror as Janice was consoling her and wrapped her arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. Man, did she stink! Jan didn't seem to mind as she cuddled with this little girl. Her shaking started to subside as Jan rubbed her shoulder and kissed her forehead.It was about 30 minutes back to Jan's apartment, and Valerie cried herself to sleep on Jan's shoulder. I repositioned my mirror and noticed in the passing streetlights Janice rubbing the sleeping girl's legs and.