He watched as his dad’s eyes were locked on to my ass as I walked in front of him before he looked up to see his son. “hi dad.” Said Charles, a ...small smile on his face. “I hear you find my wife enjoyable.” He said.“Yes son I do, very much enjoyable.” He said as he reached forward and pinched my bottom. I gave a small “mmm” as he did. “she says she told you about us and that you were into it?” he asked Charles with a questioning look.”“I am. I think its fucking hot.” He said. I looked from. He wondered if the world was spinning out of orbit. It was one thing for a gorgeous girl like Paige to be paying attention to him, but for a whole sorority full to be doing so? It made no sense! But sadly, his hopeful heart won out over his suspicions, and he didn't pursue the questions in his mind. Paige's phone call to Anya came the day after Lyle accepted the invitation. In addition to all the rest of her activities, Paige had become one of the stars of the small campus' theatre. They had retired to the relative quiet of the break room, when it became apparent it was all over. "You didn't mind, did you?" Mind what?" She raised her eyebrows. He just looked at her. "Oh, that." She looked away. "No. You know it's funny, Beth's really into having stuff pushed up her butt at the moment. Big stuff." It was her turn to shoot him a look, one his flushing face showed he fully understood."Are you into 'big stuff' too?" She didn't nod, but her smile spoke volumes in itself.. He sat in his room thinking about what would happen to Morgan. Brad knew her life as a teenager was about to end, she was destined to be part of the house décor until she left for college. At 15½ she got her learner’s permit but now she wouldn't get her license to drive at 16. And it wasn’t even a big scratch; he felt sorry for her. He didn’t fault her for trying to drive the car, he knew exactly what was in her mind because he had taken it joy riding a few times himself before he was.