I don't think this house was "Victorian", but it certainly was big. I walked through the door in my jeans, and right away I noticed that there were ma...ybe fifteen women and more guys than that there. Everybody was dressed in expensive night club clothes but me.At first, I was going to head right out the door, go to the East Bay terminal, and get a bus back to Berkeley,but Margo was right there, she saw the situation and told me to relax."Have some hash, whatever it is that's gets you in the. It was quite late and Angela was unable to sleep. She decided to slip out of bed and go downstairs to watch the late show. It was better to be bored by the boob tube than to lie in bed writhing in unfulfilled passion next to a husband who could offer her no relief. She slipped on a robe, slipped out of bed and glided silently down the hall to the stairs. She passed Thad's room and suddenly had the strangest feeling. Her pussy suddenly quivered and the nastiest thought passed through her head.It. Although I lived alone, since my wife's death a few years before, I prepared a fantastic welcome-home dinner for her. As she drove up in her little red Subaru, I set the main course out on the table."Dad!" she exclaimed as I came to the door to greet her, and we shared a tight hug at the door."Welcome home, Karen," I said. I was stunned at the way she looked. Even though she had only been away for a few months, she had changed! Her brunette hair, which had cascaded over her shoulders in soft. "When I got home from work Carrie was coming out of the bedroom dressed in her sexiest cocktail dress. It was a short black number which was low cut in the front displaying Carrie's beautiful 34 C breasts. I was beginning to get excited at the site of her and I almost didn't hear what she was telling me as she came into the living room where I was standing. I had to ask her to repeat what she had said so that I could understand. She said,"Your dinner is in the oven. It should be done in a half.