”“He’d drown.”“Oh, yeah. I guess he would.”“It would be fun to watch.”“Maybe not.”“So can he sit or stand?”“Yes.”“What�...s that mean?”“I think it means that he can sit or stand.”“What do the rules say?”“Does anyone remember the rules?”“Who needs rules?”“We can always make up some more.”“He can get out of the water.”“Okay.”“Sure.”Chom said, “It’s been decided. The rules say that you don’t have to stand in the water. You can sit or stand on dry land while we say bad things about you.”“Thank you,”. That shouldn’t happen.Fatigue set in, I had to set my daughter down. I brushed past Melanie and carefully set her down on the built-in seat in the corner of the shower enclosure. As the hot water sprinkled on me a little bit and part of Alice, her limp body started to slide, the only way I could hold her up was to push against her chest, which I did. I had to. It wasn’t my fault.I tried not to think about where my hand was. I really, really tried. I called for Melanie to come and help me. And. One more guy came up behind me and started humping me and I felt two other loads being dumped on my back.The last guy finally came and when I didn’t feel anyone else climb on I slumped over on the couch. As I turned over I saw Sue standing in the room. Fuck out of everything that had happened today this for some reason was the most embarrassing.Sue had her hand between her legs and was playing with her bald pussy. She pointed down to my hard cock and said, “I can take care of that for you. Julie stopped to glance at the open door. A light had gone on in the kitchen, and we could just make out Christie getting herself a glass of milk. Julie quickly stripped, tossing off her wool shirt and jeans, pulling down her moth eaten panties and white socks, and unsnapping her bra, letting them all fall to the covers until we were laying in a sea of her clothes. The whole time she kept her eye on Christie, who had spilled a little milk on the floor, and was now cleaning it up with a paper.