"Shit rolls down hill, and I'm at the bottom of that hill," Pat rationalized to himself. However, Dee was the only person who respected him. Dee had s...own her loyalty by propping up Pat's ego throughout her marriage.With beer in hand, Pat sat down to watch CSI on TV. Walking in, Dee looked like she had been through a wringer. Her skirt was wrinkled. Cum was dribbling out of her cunt and ass and down the inside of her thigh. The "river" of cum could clearly be seen on the inside of her thigh. Excited. At the end of the meal they all went their separate ways, mom to wash the dishes, dad to watch the football and Sandra to the bathroom. She didn't realise how turned on she was until she got to the bathroom. She locked the door, and realised her black thong with pink ribbon was slightly damp, but she thought nothing of it and went up to her room. Once she got there she found out that one of her bras had been taken 'it's clean why has it gone' she thought, as it turned out she found it. " You thought you were with some little sex toy, not a... a girl, and you were wrong." She stood up and stormed up. No way she was going to stay with him, especially when she was starting to cry. "I won't give him the satisfaction," she told herself.***"Rachel... Rachel."Rachel broke her kiss with Marco. "Did you hear that?" Yeah," Marco said with regret. "I think it was your sister." He sighed and ran his fingers gently through her hair. "I guess... I guess we'd better see what she. Er, yeah, that makes sense, right? Right. —– After the amazing turns of the last night with my next-door neighbor Cathy, I slept in. Flat out spent, amazed and exhausted. But I awoke to a knock on the front door… a gentle knock at first, and then louder when I didn’t answer it. Damn. I rolled to look at the click by my bed: 10:13am. Shit. I should be up… who is at the door? I blinked myself awake, pulled on a bathrobe and staggered my way to the door… the knock at the door repeating, and.