The women would all sit on the same bench and chatter like a bunch of magpies about silly female stuff that made me vomit if I overheard it. I don't t...ink those pretty little snatches ever discussed sex with each other like it was some forbidden subject reserved for spouses only.I once overheard the old grannies on the other side of the park talking from my hiding place in the bushes and all they talked about was sex and it was so funny that I almost laughed myself into trouble by falling out. “Oh, damn!” I reacted with mixed lust and astonishment, even as the women started soaping and lathering me up as a team.“Yes, husband, let us all enjoy you!” Tamar spoke to me as if she were already my very loving and accommodating wife.“Don’t worry about your father, by the way. I’ve been screwing him for auld lang syne for ages when it strikes my fancy. Friends with benefits, or exes with benefits in this case. I think that Brittany either knew or suspected as much, didn’t you, dear?” Candace. Dad told me to just try to aim near the top center of the target and see where the arrow hit, then we’d adjust my aim from there.I did just like he told me and the arrow stuck in the target about halfway between the top and the center bullseye. Dad started laughing like crazy. I thought I’d done pretty good and wondered why he was laughing. When I asked him what I did wrong, he picked me up, swung me around and yelled, “Oh my God! Son, you’re a natural! I felt you’d be lucky to get within 50. It went on for more than a minute – he asked her to twirl for him, and she did, wishing her dress didn’t expose her bare, shaved pussy as she did so. (The day’s dress code had expressly forbidden panties.) It was Desiree who put an end to it. ‘Master, I believe you said you wanted to start the day in my office, performing a few last-minute tweaks to the day’s digital agenda?’ After a moment, he stopped staring at Megan, and she took it as permission to cease her spinning. She had to steady.