As he sat at the bar, beating himself up over his gut and what he'd allowed to happen, hours had passed.Jethro Gibbs hated being off balance. Jethro G...bbs hated being vulnerable. But most of all Jethro Gibbs hated knowing his failures had caused an agent to die. And Jethro Gibbs knew himself well enough to know that being alone tonight would cause him to be very self destructive.He knew the apartment well, could measure the steps down the hallway and into the bedroom. The TV flickered but the. .. got a stain on it today.”“Oh, well.” Paul rubbed Joyce’s arm. “No problem. This shirt looks just amazing on you anyway.” He winked at Sam.“Nice one, Dad,” Sam said.“Do you think we should invite some friends over for the dinner with Mallory?” Joyce poured herself some more wine. “You know, to ease the social pressure a little.”“Good idea. Invite the Singhs. I haven’t seen Raj in a little while.” Paul went back to work on his sprouts, happily munching away.“Okay.” Joyce’s face blanched. Those. Occasionally, she would dress up, or we would have sex in the living room, but these events were too rare from my point of view and, too often, from her perspective.It all changed when she discovered really good pornography. The kind of pornography that makes you wish you were doing it that way. The kind of pornography that is real, made by amateurs, and reflects their personal carnal desires. The kind of pornography made by regular people, people who like to film themselves having sex in. “Hehe, babe, you had a wet dream. That’s ok.” “Never had one before!” “Mmmmm….Are your panties still wet?” “Yes dad, I should go and change.” “No, no, keep them on, it’s ok! Actually I was wondering if you can show me?” “What dad?” “Come on dear, you’re a smart girl, you know what I want, I wanna see your damn wet panties!” says her dad with a shade of anger in his voice. Annie turns pretty unsure on her own feet and bends over. Her father is surprised seeing her wet panties pulled half down.