I told him about what i overheard my mum and dad talking about and he told me it was true and he felt ashamed for his wife, but he liked what he liked...and that was how he got his kicks, i asked him again about his daughter why he didn't see her anymore and he told me the truth, that his daughter had caught him wanking whilst watching gay porn on the computer when she had come round to see him one evening,but the funny thing is he said was that she walked over after shouting at him and started. Sandy came home from work and was pleasantly surprised to see that Donna and I had made dinner, table set and had found a good movie for us to watch after eating. On the outside I was as calm as I could be but inside I was a bubbling cauldron of anticipation as I was looking at both of them from such a different perspective. Just a couple of weeks ago I was a loving, but admittedly an inattentive husband and with my daughter, her growing up and being more with friends caused us to be more. "The touching. The rubbing. Some girl even kissed my thing." And what do we call 'your thing'?" My penis, Ms. Carter."She nodded in approval and internally shivered at hearing this boy call that lead pipe between his legs 'his penis'. "Better. Now, what didn't you like about the girls touching you? It was the girls, right?" Yeah." He shrugged again. "I don't know. I just didn't like it. It didn't feel good." Well, you got an erection from it didn't you?" No." No?" He shook his head. "You are. Itlooked like you could shower with six people in there at a time. Thankgod I wasn't showering with any of those guards. The tub was anotherstory it was more like a small hot tub and the water had been drawn andwas bubbling already. I guess I was supposed to get in. But before Itook off my night gown I looked for the clothes Johnson spoke of. Nextto the sink was a pile of clothing, I found a bra and panties both werepink and made from silk. I was also given a dress that when I draped iton.