.Oh hi...nothing, just settling up a bet...one sec mom." Deb patted Chris' red ass while grinning and motioned for him to stand up, "I'll just be a mi...ute." Chris stretched his back, and turned away from Deb. He shuffled toward the bedroom door and pulled up his boxers. He walked without bending his knees, and gently put is hands to his sore backside. Chris walked into the office and noticed that the computer was on. He thought checking his fantasy football might distract him. Chris sat gently. He said, "Look at her, buddy. She'd like that too."I glanced at her to see her coyly looking at me, surreptitiously holding a tit as if pressing it to my mouth, yet making sure no one else could see her. Almost imperceptibly she nodded, then took a bite of food and chewed it sexily, suggesting what she might do to my cock by rolling it around in her mouth and savoring the flavor.He pressed against my shoulder and whispered, "Hey, man, you know you'd like to do her. All you have to do is let me. " I think I need to tell someone. Even Tiffany only knows I was raped by daddy. No, not daddy; that man ... that monster. I'll burst and die if I can't get this off my chest. So PLEASE?" Okay," was all I said."Well he shoved me into his room. Then threw me onto his bed. I tried to get up, but he pushed me down. I was stupid enough to try again, and he slapped me. He then asked me ... no he told me, "You're sleeping around. How could you, you slut?" I tried to deny it but that just caused him to. I walked slowly to the window of our guest room, that faced Debbie’s house, and looked out from the dark room. I could see Debbie walk to the door ahead of another woman. She looked young and pretty and followed Debbie like a puppy. I walked back to my room and climbed silently into my bed.A month went by without a mention of Debbie or her antics and I thought Sara’s issue had blown over. I had gone into the spare bedroom several times during the month to watch Debbie bring in her conquests and.