The figure came around to his side of the bed and his eyes widened as he realized it was Karla.“What’s wrong, Daughter?” he asked. “Aren’t y...u feeling well? What brings you here?”“Have you ever heard of droit de seigneur?” she asked softly.He had heard of it. It translated into “right of the lord,” but he couldn’t really place it. “No, I guess I haven’t,” he replied. “What is this right?”“When a subject is to wed, the lord has the right to take the girl to his bed — for inspection, I suppose —. From behind the shed under construction, Dad glared at the two women, both lying with their feet towards him. Mom was laying face down, bra unhooked and wearing just panties. Dad loved that ass, and he loved the perfect curve of the back all the way up to the elegant neck which was visible because the golden hair was quickly pulled up with a rubber band. Mom used to do that. The Girl was on her back, legs just slightly apart. She wore a simple pair of panties. Not laces, not a thong or. He must be thinking, what the hell he has got stuck with for the night by agreeing to come on a blind date with her. Gary was always telling her she was such a little ‘Haus Frau’. Big floppy tits, fat thighs, ugly face and boring, that’s what he would scream at her as he hit her. She just wished the ground would open up and she could disappear into the big hole that would swallow her up and get her out of this horrible nightmare. Whatever was her sister thinking, setting her up with a blind. ” “Dork!” She smiled at him. “Do you always look up women’s dresses?” “Of course. It’s a great hobby.” Mark laughed. Michelle laughed as she walked back to her room. “You’re such a dork.” He heard her door close and he went back to the computer. Reading email was not going to be possible with his hard-on. He got up, closed his door, and went back to the computer. He quickly typed in the name of his favorite porn site. After a short time, he started rubbing.