’“Keys, Father,” I said.He was ‘reluctant.’“If you head out doors after three of those cans ... I’ll call the police,” I said. “Give...me your keys.”He huffed.I huffed right back.After his third liter I wrestled him to the ground, took his keys and locked his Shelby ... I’ve never met mom ... I don’t intend to lose the only parent I have.I have never seen Daddy so despondent or that drunk. Then ... It dawned on me ... I am 20 ... today. Mom ... twentieth ... now I’m depressed.Alice took my keys.. It takes a few minutes but I start to feel her pussy dampen in response to it’s first stimulation ever. Her breathing deepens and I know she is enjoying it. I jerk my right hand on my cock and it feels really good. I am harder than I have been in years and much more sensitive to the sensations my hand was causing. I slip a finger between her now soaked pussylips and she gasps. “You like that?” I ask her and she nods her head vigorously. “Ca- can- can I touch you?” she asks me sounding like she. The ever-present letterman's jacket was over her shoulder, held in the fingertips of her left hand.I put my arm around her and gave her a kiss."Maybe we should skip the drive-in and just stay here." Down, Boy."Jill yelled "By, Daddy," down the hall and John stuck his head out of his study."What time will you be back?" The movie gets out at 10:30 and we have to take everybody home. Probably some time between 11:15 and 11:30." OK. I'll see you when you get home."We gathered Dino, said goodbye to. This time it made a little bubbling sound and I turned bright red. "You're dripping," Karl said. He threw me a pair of men's briefs. "Put those on." I did. Rashid and Karl motioned for me to follow them. I picked up my dress and shoes and carried them with me. We went through the basement and up the stairs. They led me up a flight of stairs, then down a long hallway and finally into the bedroom. The room was very modern, chrome and glass tables, aluminum dresser and chest. The carpet was light.