.. and Amanda? Amanda in particular? How did things go with Amanda?"Uh. Was he fishing for details of our making love? Maybe stories of Amanda and Lis...? I think Amanda spent some "quality time" with Mary, too. I swallowed. "I think Amanda had a good time..."He laughed. Obviously he understood my hesitation. "No details! I remember changing her nappies. It was almost yesterday. Definitely no details."I smiled too. Thank God... "What I mean, Mark," he said somewhat more seriously, "is have you. He went on to say how when they were first married they had decided that while in most things they would be able to compromise, there would be times when compromise wouldn't work and someone had to have the final say. They had agreed that his Dad would always have the final say and that his Mom trusted him enough to always do what he thought best. As for the wallpaper, his Dad made the final choice, and his Mom was so surprised to find that he chose the paper that she wanted, even though he. .." I look up meekly in to the dark eyes of my tormentor. The dark eyes bore in to me. "Don't be pathetic .." "I .." My shaking hands move up and undo the zipper. I look up in to dark curious eyes as my hand reaches in to find a thick long phallus. I move closer to the powerful figure in front of me. My hand pulls out a big black cock, my mouth opens as my head moves forward, the big circumcised head passes between my lips. I close my eyes. I have never done this before. I feel a hand on the. .. And, in a confusing way, they were. Secondly, I wasn't a small fellow. I was big, tall, muscular, and I knew how to look intimidating when I wanted too. That’s when I noticed I was so taken by her presence at my side, walking as closely as never before, and constantly looking at me in a lovely manner, that I didn’t even acknowledge the existence of the many girls there, some temptingly looking at me. This is when I realized how different we already felt about each other, and in how much.