They had barely known each other for a month and now she wanted a secret from him. ‘I shoplifted science fiction novels from the bookstore when I wa... a teenager,’ he told her. She scoffed. ‘No, tell me a sex secret.’ Travis stiffened, his back, not his cock. Anytime someone, especially a woman, was delving in to his personal life, he became cautious. ‘I shoplifted a copy of The Story of O,’ he said with a half-grin. Sara groaned and rolled over, annoyed at his flippant attitude. He admired her. He did as asked and she sat down next to him, a respectable distance away. She continued to look at him, her expression now featureless. He remained silent, waiting for her to initiate the conversation."I must say," she said, "that I'm very disappointed in you, Kyle. Very disappointed."He cast his eyes downward. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Isaacson," he told her. "I guess things... you know... got a little out of control last night."Her gaze sharpened a little. "A little out of control?" she asked. "Is. Sandy couldn’t help but smile as she thought back to how it had been several years earlier … Shortly after her 17th birthday, Sandy had dropped out of High School, packed her bags and moved away from home. She left a note behind for her mother, explaining that she just couldn’t live under the same roof as her father any more. Jerome Hagen was an old-school man who believed that women had no business working and that man was always right. He was a tyrant and by the time she left home, Sandy had. Now, have you got a question, on the important subject?" Lots more! If we assume that they both knew about it, and they agreed, it was a good thing, how come Maggie didn't start teaching me, three years ago, when Dad first started fucking you. Why did she wait 'til he was dead, and do it just last week?" Maybe she didn't agree, that much, or maybe she was just scared." Julie, Mom was never scared, of anything. Look how she's been, since Daddy died. She's strong." 'Okay' then, let's think back.