In the morning Jeff had finally, for the first time, caught up and surpassed Kari in the bench press. That elation was short-lived, however, because a...ter the math lesson while the girls were out shopping, Kari beat him at ping-pong. Still, Jeff had never really been all that competitive, so he didn't mind that she won. They came over and sat down on the couch."Jeff, can I ask you a personal question?" said Kari."Sure." Do you ... do you like me?" What? Of course I like you." No, I don't mean. She closed her face with her hands. I tried to open the hooks of her blouse but could not open them as her boobs were swollen. I played with her for some time, pressed her various parts and then let her free from my hands. She got up and took her voni and ran from the room into the kitchen. She dressed herself and washed her face and freshened up. I knew that she would come into my control very shortly. The workers had come home by then. I sent one of the workers to get some grocery items from. And there was an undercurrent of distrust of men in general, I assumed because so many times it was only her body they were after. But keeping her guard up against boys with bad intentions made her an often lonely girl.The exception to the pattern was the guy she'd called a 'summer romance, ' who I'd learned lived in Atlanta. I could tell by how she blushed when talking about him that they had been lovers. But more than that, it was obvious that she trusted him.He stood out as a relationship. Her sister was a new age feminist wanna be psychologist. I just knew this could lead to no good. I heard my wife nervously giggle several times and a lot of o.k.'s.After hanging up the phone my wife told me to give her an hour an come to bed. I could hear her drawing a bath and going through her dresser and closet. I passed the hour in nervous anticipation but I also wondered it would be lame. When I entered our bedroom she had a single candle lit. She told me to undress and led me to the bed..