Diane looked at Karen, who nodded her head in agreement.“In all the years we’ve known you, you didn’t sexually molest us when we were younger, t...ough Steve certainly did.” Diane finally confessed their long-held secret.“That bastard molested you both? If he wasn’t dead already, I’d fucking kill him! You don’t have to tell me anything about what he did to you if you don’t want to.”“But we feel we have to Dad, so you know how we feel about you,” Brenda stated.“When Steve and I divorced and he. Don always wished there were bigger messes like that for him to clean up. When you wipe an insignificant amount of dust off a mahogany table, it’s not fulfilling. These thoughts possessed him to run back to the store and buy a tub of dark brown shoe polish. At home, he popped open the lid on the polish. It smelled of chemicals and business. It was exactly what he wanted. He proceeded to smear the polish over his kitchen cabinets, making sure to rub it into the grain of the wood. He got his rag. Conspiratorial, too. "And need I point out that anyone in jail for a scam like this one will end up a woman anyhow, a whore servicing the other inmates? Without getting to wear designer dresses like the one you have on right now? It's just lovely, Donna, incidentally! Really becoming!"She paused. "And even if the company let you off the hook, consider your reputation from now on. The way you look tonight is your social and corporate identity from here on in. From now on, whenever you're. She was used to people adoring her breasts but it was thrilling to have someone in effect ignore her breasts in favour of her...well...her'self' she supposed.Their eyes drew them together and their lips touched again....he ran his tongue from the very corner of her mouth gently to her chin and down her neck.He gave her neck the tiniest nip and she thrilled from top to toe.He kissed down and along the swell of her breasts and gently kissed one nipple and then the other.She was feeling everything.