Because of the way daddy had constructed thebathroom, once you came thru the door at the back of the garage, you hadto walk thru a short little hallwa..., before you came int the "rec room".As i walked in, i noticed that the room was dark, but i knew they were inthere, because i could hear the radio playing, and a kind of flickering-which meant daddy had pulled out the old super 8 projector and they werewatchin movies. I really thought this was kind of strange, i meanafterall, why would these 2. Enough of this beating off stuff. I need a man to fuck my little ass, and guess what ,sugar plum, you are him. I'm lubed, I'm so fuckin' ready." Okay, papa, you know what to do. Push it right there, right fuckin' there. Not too hard, just some pressure. I know it's going in. OH FUCK YEAH!!!OH FUCK!! Syl, this man is fucking my ass, can you see?"As if there was anything else in the universe I COULD see in that moment.Roger was underneath Ida,. I was beside them in the bed, doing a tune on my. I yelled louder. The staring man's chest was visibly rising and falling now. We had stirred something in the observer. Reese did not look at the man, but I knew he was aware that the show we were putting on was causing a visible reaction. He continued to flog my chest and then moved down to my pussy. "Stand up," Reese barked at me. I stood up immediately. He got up from the chair and had me switch places with him. I started to sit in the chair when he corrected me. "Kneel on the chair facing. It may be too late already, but we won't know if you don't try. He is worth it, isn't he?" God, yes," she whispered. Betty Lou nodded to herself and straightened up. "Thanks, John."I waved at Bobby as I walked away.Wednesday came and with it some tranquility. Bobby and Betty Lou sat at the end of the table at lunch, talking and looking very much like they could work things out. Kenny and I gave them the space that they needed, feeling the need to needle Bobby only once or twice.Nothing.