I had slept there a couple of times, once with my last wife. My penis was now almost at full strength, standing out in front of my like a homing devic....Not knowing what to expect I gingerly edged round the doorway and gradually the room came into view. The curtains had been closed, but the afternoon sun still bathed the room. Then I saw the figure on the bed.There was a woman lying on the unmade bed with her legs open, but that was all I could make out. She had wrapped a sheet around herself. If Lisa wants to watch me lick your pussy, that’s fine. But no-one touches my ass.”Karen then said “but dad, Lisa has always fantasised about this. We have done your fantasy, isn’t it fair that we do hers.”I responded “sure it’s fair; but she does it with someone who is willing to do it, and I am not willing.”Then Karen said “but dad you have always said how much you have wanted to fuck her and she has told me that if you do this for her, she will let you do whatever you want to her.”I asked. ’ The old man snickered and drank some more beer. ‘I wasn’t talkingabout sleeping.’ ‘I know what you meant and I was just trying to be polite.’ Wertz looked away for a second. When he turned his head back to face Jim his eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears. ‘Be as polite as you want. I don’t believe you. Why else would you have anything to do with her? She’s homely and over six feet tall. She’s a freak, and she’s stupid, besides.’ ‘And she’s a nice person,’ Jim reminded him, ‘and I won’t. He was about to charge over and yank the door off its hinges, but I put a hand on his arm to stop him."Let's see what we can do to aggravate him," I suggested. I walked over to my car and opened the trunk. In my bag, along with my copious notebooks, were a few pens and pencils. I grabbed a couple of ballpoint pens and walked back to where Jake was standing, still staring at the Mustang."Here," I said."What's this? Are you gonna write him a fucking letter?" asked Jake incredulously."Nope," I.