” the second man went to the father and said “can I sleep with your 18 daughters?” the father said “ no but you can sleep with the cows.” th... third man said “can I sleep with your 18 daughters?” the father said “yes.” so in the morning the three men and the father had a conversation over breakfast the first man said “I slept like a pig” the second man said “I slept like a cow” the third man said “I felt like a golfer” the father asked why? he said cause I got my balls in 18 holes.A little boy. She suddenly remembers that she needs the big box of Christmas decorations from the garage, and with Josh already gone for the day, she asks Paul if he would help her by bringing it into the house for her if she shows him where the box is. With a grin, Paul says sure, and Tabby leads him through the house to the garage. Once in the garage, Tabby heads straight for the stacks of boxes, bending over slightly to make sure that she has located the right one, giving Paul a slight glimpse of her ass. "John, I'm hurt! You're laughing at me!" Cora, I'm quite sure that you know what kind of influence you have on me. Now I have to start thinking about baseball statistics, once I have cleaned the trace of you calling me."Now it was her turn to laugh. It did not help me at all."Too bad. I think that she is a very lucky lady, even if a bit jealous. Unfortunately there aren't many men who can deal with what I have been doing." Cora, you are a fine woman! Don't give up hope." And you are a good man,. And she was a young, beautiful, ripe woman. It didn’t take much. A few warm apple pies, a dress in cornflower blue, a special smile and fluttering eyelashes. Then moments alone on the porch swing after a good dinner, while her father was inside finishing off a sermon or counseling a distressed parishioner. A few kisses, increasingly ardent, and a well-placed, practiced sigh when, at last, he was bold enough to place a trembling hand on one of her nubile breasts. Slowly, every slowly, but.