I was a little pissed. So I looked for the house phones. They were all gone. I still had my company cell phone (they forgot to ask me for it). So as a...final act of defiance, I called the bank and I reported that I was mugged last night and my wallet was stolen. A very helpful young lady froze all my credit cards and my checking and savings accounts (Debit card was stolen to). After I got off the phone, I was smiling. Boy was Sheila was going to be pissed when none of our joint cards worked. I. "Good luck, friend. I like to see a happy man next time." Thanks, George. Good day." Good day. Remember, the key word is SLOW... go slow."Larry went home full of hope and trepidation. He was now encouraged by his discussion with the psychiatrist to try to get close to his daughter but at the same time he was afraid of getting into trouble. Well, no risk, no gain, he reminded himself.Blonde and beautiful, sixteen year-old Laura was taking her bath at home. Her soapy hands ran all over her young. I could tell from her breathing. She said she couldn’t take it anymore. Hearing those words I felt like I had won some championship event.But my bunty was still hard. I told that to her. With some hesitation, Bindu said that she’ll help me with it but after that, we were done for the day. I said okay. Bindu them poured some water on the floor and lied down on her back. She said now put your dick in but do it smoothly.I did just like she said. But after a while, she again started giving out. “Hi!”“I see your mother has been drawing again.”We were speaking in those hushed tones people use early in the morning before everyone has woken up.“Yeah!”“It looks like we’ll be getting our own breakfast this morning.”I pointed at my used bowl and spoon. “I’ve already eaten.”Dad glared at the evidence. “You didn’t clean up after yourself.”I shrugged and pointed at my occupied lap. “I got Angified before I could clean up. I’ll do it later.”“Never mind! I’ll do it,” grumbled Dad.He picked up my.