But each time something stopped me. Sure, there are plenty of guys who would be envious of me right now ... but I wasn't sure that many would actually...go through with it if given the chance. So why was I going through with it?My mind went numb as I remembered the smell of her perfume. That wonderful sent that would soon be with me constantly. Images of her long black hair reaching down just past the arch of her back; those beautiful tan legs closing around me as she shared with me her most. More a memory of his friend Sam reading him some useless article of some underground men’s science website. “Women can read things in a man’s facial expression and voice he did not know he was even thinking of yet. In fact the extra eleven percent of brain cells women have are almost completely dedicated to the visual cortex. Resulting in superior visual observation abilities…” Nice, I am so fucked, he completed the thought.“I thought that you had discovered something that led you to this. " Don growled menacingly.He nodded his head and I heard my son cry out, turning my head I saw him in the grip of two boys who were pushing his arms up his back. Snatching the collar I ran over to my son, the boys let him go as I stopped in front of him and knelt down."Please Bob," I pleaded raising the collar to him, "put this collar on me."His eyes were filled with tears that I knew didn't all stem from pain as he reached out to take the collar from me, moving behind me my son wrapped the. I guess culture has no bounds.“Your mom and dad sure seem to be casual about allowing us ... um ... uninterrupted time together,” I said as Desi started stripping out of her clothes. It wasn’t like we had a bed or comfortable place where we could screw but they knew we helped each other in and out of our costumes and they had to know that Desi rewarded her wandering knight with her womanly favors. Didn’t they?“Yeah. Probably looks strange to an outsider. And don’t think it’s because they don’t.