Betty was aware that the last parent had left. She should go upstairs or leave the area. Instead she stayed."You know, there's lots more here at the g...m the principal hasn't shown the others. You might be able to see some of it. Some of the boys are coming down here for a late-night workout-- after the parents go. You might be interested in them."Betty shook her head, holding her purse to her body. She flashed her eyes over his body again. He was stocky, his chest so thick and powerful. Then. We stayed that way for minutes. I rationalised that he was probably still sleeping and wasn't even aware of his close proximity to me or thought that I was sleeping also. Mark then d****d his hand over my breast. It was done innocently and in his sleep. I should have moved it away, I should have turned over, got out of bed, done something, anything to stop what was happening. But I couldn't, something in me refused to separate myself from my son. It felt nice, it felt warm, and it felt secure. Bill would probably shit right there if he knew that his lovely young daughter was involved. He'd have to do some lying, by damn, and pretend that he was only talking so as to get some advice as to what he should do."I think I'd better make it clear that none of your children are involved," Cliff lied."I should hope not!" Norma exclaimed.Cliff looked at Norma's beautiful body. She was completly naked, and he wondered what she'd say if he told her that her daughter was actually just as sexy as. The thought of making loveas a woman with a man was the most horrifying thing I could imagine.But what could I do? In his mind, I was his new wife. I suspected thiswas an act that had been repeated several times since the supposedmarriage. Besides, he was bigger and stronger than me and didn't seemlikely to be deterred if I told him I wasn't in the mood (And believe me- I really, really wasn't in the mood). Could I feign a headache? Howabout saying it was my time of the month? No, neither.