She sat on the edge of the bed and stared."Jesus, Erin, what happened to you? No, wait it can't be? No, no way? Erin, what the hell happened to you?"S...ill smiling, Erin looked innocently at Megan and said, "What makes you think anything happened?" You had better spit it out, girl, or I'm going to get Jenny and we are going to whip your backside!"At that moment, Jenny entered the suite from the rear and said, "You need me for an ass whupin'? Who's the recipient?"Megan looked back and forth. So, here we are in my kitchen on the night of my second wedding anniversary. My wife is cooking a splendid meal. My brother-in-law is drinking my liquor. And occasionally pinching his little sister's ass. He is also fondling her tits every once in a while. She told me on the phone that she had a special treat for me to celebrate our anniversary. I’m hoping it doesn’t include her brother fucking her while I hold his balls. She is just crazy enough about her brother to think I would consider that. My first three-way happened when my girlfriend, Diane and I were experimenting with our sexuality. She admitted to me that she found women attractive. In fact, when she was younger she had a brief lesbian affair with her cousin. I told her I found the thought of her and I having a sexual encounter with another woman highly erotic, and she agreed.We thought about whom we might find to have a three-way with. I asked her if she found any of her friends attractive.“Yeah, actually, I would love to. “Lonely ... I need you, Daddy ... please!” Monica told her father.“Of course, baby. I’ll be right there. Are you home? You sound a little tipsy,” Bernard was ever the conscientious father right then.The truth was that in many ways, Bernard felt as if Marcia and he had failed Monica or let her down somewhat in the past. He felt no small amount of guilt about that, though Marcia largely shrugged it off. That sort of difference was a prime example of why they were divorced, he supposed. He wasn’t.