There's no hurry, sweetie. I'm pretty sure that Dan will agree about the time-frame. By the way, I know the real you by now. Especially after today, I...m onto you. You put up such a front of being Ms. Bitch, but you don't have me fooled. You're more a sweet-ass than a bad-ass. Trust me. I've tasted you, remember?"I care about you a great deal. I'm sure that Dan will, too, given time. He doesn't know you half as well as I do, but he will. Anyway, as I said, there's no rush. You can be the 'other. I'll have it cleaned right away. Right now, I will doit now. Because I fell," I rambled."What the hell is this?" my father said as he looked at the floor. "Comehere Bobbie."I almost passed out, I didn't know what was going to happen, but I knewit wasn't going to be good.I walked over and stood in front of him. He looked down at me and said,"Your mother and I were trying to do something for you and this is howyou act?" Thank you sir, I just tripped, it was an accident. I was trying to...". I didn't want any overt displays of my manhood, this trip. In Pennsylvania, I'd worn loose-fitting boxer trunks and when we had fled the pool, they were a lot less loose-fitting than they were supposed to be. I had looked like a church steeple, turned sideways.There were four or five pre-teens and a couple of thirty-something housewife types at the pool when we arrived. Two adolescent boys, noisy and exuberant at our arrival, became quiet and attentive when Tess and Kim came into view. I looked. I had gone to this place several times, always fantasizing about what it would be like to get fucked by one of these guys. But this time, I wanted my fantasy to come true finally…We were sitting at a table quite a bit away from the stage and my husband was sending a message on his phone, while the band played the most perfect rhythm to fantasize with a hard fuck…I asked Victor if he was chatting with his slutty lover; but he just smiled and kept writing on the phone.A while later I had got.