Tears of jealous rage filled her blue eyes. I knew it! I didn't trust her, and I was right! Mary Jackson's just-just a, man-hungry tramp!The picture s...e'd seen through the curling curtain burned into her brain: Mary's round knees on each side of her father's body and her red-painted fingernails digging into his buttocks.How could he let that woman put her mouth on his… his penis! She's married to his friend-and she's so cheap and obvious! Oh, Daddy, WHY?Kathy stopped running in the midst of the. She didn’t know what that meant, but she had to acknowledge it.He looked at her, and then tilted his head, as if he were examining her.“All right,” he said. “You want me to leave while you dry off?”“Of course,” she said, blushing.“I’ll be right outside,” he said.She stood up as soon as the door closed, and felt the cool air instantly. She felt fine now, but she knew she’d start shivering any second, so she climbed out of the tub and started rubbing at her skin briskly with a towel. She shrugged. " Then you'll have to get past these for once and for all," Betsy teased, flaunting the stained panties.Her brother reached for her but Betsy playfully darted around him, scampering to the bed he'd just left. There she swiftly peeled the panties off, seeming at first to have changed her mind about making Matt get past them. But then she imaginatively put them to use in a way designed to drive him just a little bit more crazy."Yes, if you want to finally fuck me, Brother Dear, my panties are the. What am I going to do?”“What do you mean?” came from the other end after the short pause for the signal transit to orbit and back.“Need I remind you how impressed you were that I was a virgin at age twenty-three? How I kept boyfriends by being damned good at oral sex both ways? Now, after two months of marriage and learning the joys of intercourse you are going to be gone for five and a half more months. That’s cruel, I think.”“What am I suggesting? Getting laid of course. I’ve got a half-dozen.