.She was picking up on his excitement,"Oh yes, please yes, " she moaned ready forwhatever they would be doing tonight. Then she groaned as he hopped o...f the bed..."Don'tmove, not a muscle...you look so amazing..." Sheheard him step into the next room and then listened to severallong seconds of indistinct shuffling around...recognizingthe sound of her man's pants hitting the floor, keysjingling... And then he was back, a hand softly on her ass as he climbedonto the bed behind her....Oh. You fucking tease, you bitches are all alike. You just use men to get what you want and send them home with blue balls and think that it's just great fun. You fucking bitch!"I was crying hysterically, but he didn't care, he must have beaten my ass for several minutes before he pulled his pants off and ****d me from behind. I knelt there helplessly, my hands tied behind my back, his hand holding my hair in his firm grip and pulling my head up so that he could see my face while he fucked me. His. My step-mother Lisa wanted a baby in the worst way, and after the failed vasectomy reversal they briefly considered adoption, but the cost and time was just too much. Then my father told her why not have her artificially inseminated and at least half of the new offspring would be biologically hers. To be honest, I think the cost of adoption and time required put him off.They tried several attempts at artificial insemination using sperm from a sperm bank but each time it failed. What Lisa didn't. Darlene ran off the stage to the backstage area, with her head in her hands sobbing. I saw Audrey go after her.Jim hadn’t sat down yet, so I walked him to outside the theatre.“As good a director as you are, you are equally a stupid son of a bitch, James Simpson. To embarrass your own daughter like that, escapes me!”He just looked at me; he appeared to be on the brink of crying.I saw a taxi and whistled for it.I told him where to take him; I’d been to his home for a couple of cast parties..