He need never know how stupid his little lady wife had been.There was just one problem; it would show on my credit card bill which Richard checked out...each month. Yes sir; he sure did. Richard was a control freak.So I decided to do something unthinkable. I’d swallow my long held pride and ask my older brother for the money to fix Richard’s car!You see, it wasn’t called abuse when I was 14 ; that age-old pedo-sex ritual was coyly referred to as ‘being interfered with’ and Brad was twenty-one. She told me how she had a buzz after the drink and just let things go too far. After a long conversation she knew I was not mad and that I had really liked the Idea and was getting turned on thinking about it. Then I said it “Do you think you might want to ask Gary to go back up to the room?” Wendy just looked at me like you can’t be serious. All I could say was “ I think you really enjoyed playing with him so far and you can have another drink and just flirt and when he leaves you will be. The young beauty blinked her eyes trying to adjust to the sudden light. Tawny looked surprised when she recognized me but then smiled faintly."Proclaim your slavery," I ordered."I am a slave," she replied."Who is your master?" You are my master." I took off my robe, leaving myself naked, and led Tawny to my bed. Melanie was ignored and remained in place, not moving. With little foreplay or ceremony I destroyed the young girl's maidenhead in a few quick thrusts. She was a brave lass and didn't. I walked out of the room ready to go, and saw my mom by the door getting her keys. I didn't know if I should say something to her or just pretend it didn't happen. I couldn't muster the courage to say anything so I just acted normal. Or, did my best to. Immediately I could tell though that she was as uncomfortable as I was. “Lets go” she said, with a serious tone. We spent the half the day running errands. First the bank, then the laundromat, the mail, and lastly groceries. There was a weird.