Uh . . . um . . . this is not . . . um?"I smile crept slowly across her face, "its okay, Honey, you don't have to explain yourself. This is the hottes... thing I have ever seen you do."I gave her a puzzled look, but soon began to understand that she was not mad or disgusted by me and my weird actions, but rather turned on by it."I wish you had let me know sooner," she said to me as she walked over to the closet and reached in and appeared to be looking for something."Um I didn't know you would um. Joyce grinned as she watched Josh's face as he orgasmed."They're so ready," she thought.Later that week, over lunch, Joyce asked Elaine about Josh. Elaine said he had a big tryout coming up for his team and the stress was really getting to him. Joyce said athletes usually turn to sex or d**gs to mellow them out before a pressure event. She told made-up stories about stars with hookers and others busted for weed.Elaine looked at her with great concern."What can I do, Joyce?" she said. "I feel. I told her I wanted desert. Paula said, what's for desert? She was so naive - preciouse really. I said you."On the video, Rebecca got out of her chair and advanced on her guest as a lion might stalk an antelope. She tilted Paula's head up, smothering her with a kiss, groping her body as she did so. Next, Rebecca stripped the slightly protesting blonde right there in the dining room.Paul: "Jesus, are you gonna show this Chuck? Don't you need to cut to commercial or something?"Chucks eyes don't. They considered this the greatest of sport, much to the amusement of their fathers and the horror of their mothers. I distinctly remember the look on Mary’s face when Janey came in one afternoon to proudly proclaim that she had swept out one of the pens, then showed her mother the manure on her shoes!Another pastime which occupied our guests’ time proved to be the game of poker. Shortly after Uncle Wally and his fellows arrived, they managed to position a large round table on the front veranda.