I back down, “Liz you’re right - you could take me any day of the week. How about we head inside, take a shower and then rest until dinner time.�...I figure Liz is going to complain but she surprises me when she says, “Bernie, that sounds great to me, but I don’t want the shower too hot tonight.”We hold hands, head inside and I worry about Liz...Present – Ben – Solving the problemYeah I knew I was forgetting something! Damn, where in the hell am I going to take them? This fucking mess with Jens. As he started to stagger backwards, I grabbed him and kneed him repeatedly to the stomach and face before I pushed him down and started to hammer fist his face. As he tried to struggle, I ended up putting him in an armbar close to pulling his bone out the socket.“RAY! STOP! HE’S drunk!”“I don’t give a fuck if this hoe ass motha fucka was a high priest and drunk off Jesus juice, you better tell him to fall the fuck back.” I pulled my knife that I kept on me and put it close to his throat.“Fuck. I don’t know why but I just cant take a finger maybe cause its so ridged I guess Ill never know. I told him to go for it I needed his cock and his finger was not going to work. He turned me over and told me it would be easier on my stomach flat on the bed and turned me over. Laying on top of me he whispered into my ear to relax and stop him if I couldn’t do it. Raising himself up he spread my cheeks bent over to give me one last lick then grabbed the lube. I could hear him lubing his dick up. Beth was standing in the doorway, mouth open, amazed. "You should knock Beth" says Lorie. "Well didnt think you would be blowing someone on the couch with dad away" shouts back Beth, and then she starts crying. Lorie quickly goes over holds her and brings her to the couch. Turns out that Beth's husband was acting up again and Beth had to leave, and came home to mom. Brad, feeling out of place, trys to melt into the wood work. Seeing this Lorie explains to Beth who I am and introduces us.