"Ah, I know what to do." He left the room briefly and came back with the butcher's knife he had dropped. He ran the blunt side of the cold steel blade...against her inner thigh. She shuddered. He grabbed the corner of her panties tightly and read the inscription on them. "Sasha," he said aloud. "So that's my little bitch's name?" she stared at him coldly. A single tear ran down her face. "Nice to meet you Sasha. I'm-well, that wouldn't be a good idea, would it? I mean, to introduce myself." he. I told my dad that he looks great and that he must have many women giving him a second glance all the time. He asked me why I had the look on my face when he walked towards me. I couldn't lie to him, so I said he looks yummy with his muscular legs and tight chest. I took another slice of peach and put it in my mouth slowly. My dad said to me that I shouldn't tease like that. I giggled and asked him if he liked what I had. My dad got a call, he excused himself and walked back to his truck. . ”I said, “Tell him he has made a serious error in judgment. We will be in shortly after three but now only to close our accounts. His action in having you call my wife a second time is inexcusably bad judgment. Good bye.”Karen thumbed the off button. She looked at me. “Brad, do you think that’s necessary?”“I don’t know, Love. We’ll find out this afternoon. Call your parents while I call mine. Let’s tell them that we’re turning off our phones today.”She grinned. “That may be necessary.” We. “My daughter is precocious,” I replied with a grin. “And she’s absolutely sure we’re going to have sex.”“What?!” Donna gasped.“We don’t hide the fact that adults have sex from our kids. They have all had an age-appropriate talk, or two or three, about it. And Birgit is well aware of what goes on in this house.”“You mean your wives let you fool around here? And the kids know?”“Yes, to both. In fact, you have the option of staying in the guest room upstairs, if you want, or in the loft apartment.