"She sighed. "Yes, David. David. David. There is something so masculineabout it!"I looked to Wendy. She shrugged and looked up comically. She had shor...white hair, not something I normally found attractive, but it fit her.She was strong, even a little husky, but a strong, fit woman had neverbothered me. Her smile, though, struck me the most. It was soft, alittle bit sad, yet contained strength and character. And she hadcertainly been brave to dare a rescue. She caught me looking and oureyes met. . what do you want from me?" Kitty, you are our new slut. It's your job to get us off while we're at school, and maybe even after school. The point is you are now expected to be as feminine as possible when you're around us, and since at least one of us is in every class on your schedule, that means all the time. You are now required to dress like a slut, courtesy of my sister's old wardrobe, act like a slut and, of course, fuck like a slut." With that Garrett thrust his hips forward and pushed. If she had died, what would that have done to you? Did she even think about the pain she was causing? Wasn’t it enough pain to cheat on me and throw our marriage away.”“Dad!” Tina exclaimed, “How can you think about your hurt ego at a time like this? Mom nearly died! She almost died because you left her! You are everything to her! How could you leave her?”“She was fucking some guy at her art studio! I’m not her everything! She replaced me! Our marriage died the day she started in with this. And now she was a known gang bang whore within his clientele. And with theadditional body training he had told her to do at the local gym, her knew wardrobe(which she kept still hidden from her husband), he was quite satisfied withhis achievements with her. Now she was ready for some body modifications, and the first was the tattooof the penis. He would make her husband pay for the 'kinky' changes in theappearance of ms Robson. A boob job, some piercing, additional tattoos, theworks, it would.