BTW my wife is sitting right next to my talking to her mother on the other couch. We make small talk. My SIL "adjusting" more like grinding on my cock...slightly all while smiling telling my wife how much she misses hanging out with us. While my SIL is doing this her boyfriend comes into the room drunk and grabs her up asking her what shes doing. She says just catching up with me and her sister. Anyway I can tell he is pissed. They proceed to fight in the kitchen and he says hes leaving. While. You know that Emma’s not happy being at home, not working, and you both need the money. She has had several interviews and not got anywhere. And lately even the interviews have not come along. Again you say, “Please sir just a short interview, you don’t have to spend too much of your time.” Your boss looks down to his desk and you say, “Please see her, you’ll be happy with her, she works really hard.” He looks up very slowly, he sees you with your hands clasped in front of you, not crying. She was soon simply a beautiful bimbo. The Revenge of Dark TroyDark Troy liked his current handiwork. He knew though that he was far from finished. He decided to hit his next target Mike, one of Troy's ICQ partners. Dark Troy thought for a second. Mike loved brainless, slutty women. So that would not do. Dark Troy then realized that he would go with the opposite. Mike would be intelligent and prudish. That wasn't enough. Dark Troy then realized the missing key factor. He smiled and unleashed. I give it a slight squeeze, and the response from her is instant. She moans. Her hips buck up into me. I do it again, loving the sound of her moaning under me. We kiss a little longer, I move off her and sit back on the edge of the couch. She opens her eyes, and in them, I can read the question of why did I move.I stand up, pulling her up too, wordlessly leading her back into our room. We pass by the bed and into the bathroom. I let go of her and turn on the shower.Time to focus my attention on.