"Definitely outside... just save some for me," I smiled, letting Kat and Jill know I was cool with what one or both had apparently brought to the part.... . . . . Look but don't touch was my #1 Rule, and in the five years that the girls' mother and I have been married, I've looked and lusted at both girls on a couple of occasions, but never did anything about it other than the occasional masturbation session in the shower. The girls were very flirtatious with me when their mom and I first started. It all started as a small game before it blew up into an uncontrolled nuclear reaction within the family and extended beyond…Then: It was in 1982, me and my sister were sharing a bedroom, I was 18 years old and my sister was 22, I just started getting mustache and pubic hair. This was during the peak summer, me and my sister were in the bedroom. I was doing some painting and my sister was busy with her work. I had to fart, since I didn’t want to get up, I left it silently. The small was very. You'd be broke, but you'd be free to leave or you can do whatever I tell you," Janet went on."I don't understand. You'll stay with me. I mean, we can work this out?" I answered back somewhat surprised I had a choice."Sure. But on my terms," she shot back."Okay baby. I'm sorry. Anything you say," I reasoned."Well, I'm glad you're so willing. But you haven't heard my terms," she smiled as she looked down at me and then walked out of the room.I was puzzled. Where was she going and what did she. I'm fine thank you if not rather hungry and confused."The newcomer smiled and switched to the woman's language. "My love, can you get some food arranged for our guest please while I try and explain what has happened to him."Mark noticed her expression change for a moment and a slight smile appear on her lips. "My Love, would you like me to curtsy for you as well?" Sarky bitch!" He laughed and he patted her bottom as she turned to walk out the door. She flashed him another smile and Mark was.