When we first met, Donna was tiny. She was always short but she was thin too. She's never had any boobs, but she had a tiny waist and a big ass. Donna...could rock a pair of shorts in a way that would have made Daisy Duke cry.When we first got together, I could hardly keep my hands off of her. We fucked everywhere we could, and any time we could. And a short time after we got married, I put a baby in her stomach. My daughter Sherry grew up spoiled and happy. She married her childhood sweetheart a. Stephanie liked the look as the girl posed for her."But why can't I wear jeans and a sweatshirt like you're wearing," Brandi complained. "Why do I have to get all dolled up?" Because we're going to 'The Dollhouse,' OK? And since you're my date and I want you looking especially pretty tonight for my friends." The Dollhouse? Isn't that an all-girl bar?" Why, yes it is. That's very perceptive of you, my pretty slavegirl!" Oh!" was all Brandi could say in reply. Within minutes she and Stephanie. "What?"She looked at the ram's head in my hand. "Are you going to take that thing in to dinner with us?" Sorry," I said as I laid it on the floor.We went through the outside door into the entry way to the coffee shop. Alice started to come over then stopped in her tracks and turned around like she'd been spun. Bev bumped into me and said, "You better take care of her."We opened the second door and went in. Mom, Dad and Vicky were in the third booth. Alice was over at the fourth booth and had. It wasn't that they needed the money. Pat's sergeant's salary coveredwhat was necessary and enough extra to make a difference. Still, whycouldn't he understand?She poured herself a beer to calm down and went to the sofa to think.~Why am I even here?~ She snorted. ~Well, the sex is good.~ That was an understatement: Patknew her body better than she did. But it wasn't enough of a reason tostay. She wondered if she could ever make Pat happy. Pat told herconstantly that he loved her, but she.