" Boat, what boat?" John said, his eyes fixed firmly on my wife."David likes me to show off my legs," she smiled and John nodded."A wise man," he smil...d, "Legs such as those should be seen and enjoyed by everyone." Thank you, kind sir," she laughed and linked an arm through his. "Can I have a drink, darling?"We walked back into the house, Jenny clinging to John like her life depended on it and John with his hand on her sexy little bottom.In the house I fixed us all a drink while Jenny swayed. .. for so long. You have no idea."I blinked at her and then I looked around quickly, but we were alone."I want to be dominated by you, Mistress..." She bit her bottom lip, looking ten years younger suddenly and I felt my body flush hotly. "May I serve you?" But..." I was so confused. "Daddy ... Uh, his computer ... He found my website and he told you?" What?" Mom laughed at that. "You're father can barely turn the thing on! He just uses it to read your emails. I found your website." You found. Johns, who teaches us Language Arts, asked us, "What do you most hope for?" It really is a simple question but it stopped me in my tracks when I heard it. It's only six words, but I didn't have an exact answer. There are many things I hope for, how could I single out just one?Danny is a senior, two years older, and I hoped, a bit wiser. So, I planned on asking him the same question. We get along pretty well for a brother and sister, that didn't always hold true, but in the last two years or so,. My nipples were swollen."What the hell is happening to me?" I asked aloud in a high voice. I tucked my blonde hair back behind my ears, it was to my shoulders now,and peered into the large box. I stood and walked away into the livingroom, resolved not to open any more of those damn boxes.I sat on the couch and stared at the TV. I never even turned it on. I should open the next boxes. I certainly enjoyed the last one."Shut up!" I yelled to no one.I know I want to, I shouldn't fight it."Please.