"Lilly smiled slyly. "Oh, I'm a woman of considerable hidden talents." She crawled up onto the bed and leaned forward for a kiss. I was in bliss. I wa... about to come just from the situation I found myself in. I was kissing Lilly, while I was cupping and squeezing her daughter's breasts and rubbing my boner against her back."Now what would you like next, David?" Lilly asked.I met her eyes. "It's time I made Tina my woman."Lilly made a little moue, but nodded her agreement. "Tina, come here and. She was loving how quickly her sexy reddish-blonde hair was growing and she had gotten it trimmed just a bit to help it look hot, but she intended to let it grow much longer than it had ever been while she worked with CSI for over a decade. The job requirements of being a CSI investigator were one thing -- there shorter hair was easier to deal with a less likely to produce evidence contamination; on the performance stage at the Maverick Club, Catharine though longer hair looked a whole lot. If I had slapped her, I would have been wrong, too. Who knew ... maybe in a year’s time or something, but maybe not.All that I knew was that I wouldn’t put up with that kind of bullshit. Not now. Not ever. It was a slippery slope. If I tolerated slapping, what would be next? Ever since my wife Jill kicked me out of the house, OUR house, I have been extremely committed to the idea of never permitting or condoning any kind of controlling, psycho, abusive, disrespectful, ungrateful, entitled,. I was on the football team and was top in most subjects, I didn't have any enemies as I could also take care of myself. I had four BEST friends, who I'd see out of school, and up to the week before I had a steady girlfriend.One of my best friends used to come to my house on a Saturday and go home on the Sunday. We'd listen to the latest chart sounds and talk, I also used to have quite a considerable stash of soft porn magazines. This was the early 1970s and porn was difficult to obtain. So it.