" Thank you, but I am fine for now, though I may need something later if we do talk as much as I hope to.Liz walked in and was introduced to Ralph. Sh...e asked him about a cooling drink, but he again declined. "Mrs. Brinkley, perhaps you would like to join us? What I have to say does affect you as well as Jimmy, and your children, too, to some extent. I assume that they are not yet home from school. They should also hear this, as they are directly involved. I had thought that they would be home. Girls tend to be very selfish about their fuckholes. They tend to think of them as being personal. You need to convince a girl as part of her Bitch training that her hole is no longer her, but that it belongs to you. She needs to accept this in her mind...she needs to come to understand the truth of this. She has to learn how to keep stretching and expanding her ass to please you and your friends, and at the same time how to tighten her rectum muscles to continue to give you a really superior. If I was going to call her Snookie, she was going to call me Repete. So there. She did have a bit of an attitude.Pete's dad, Matt, was also outgoing, but even he sometimes had trouble getting a word in when Mrs. Myers was on a roll. It was easy to see where Pete had gotten his sense of humor. Mr. Myers always seemed to have a funny comment to go along with whatever conversation was going on. He liked to tell jokes as much as Pete did.I was a little shocked at how uninhibited some their. Her back was turned to the house and her arms were crossed as she tried to calm her nerves with a cigarette.I walked up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. "You alright," I asked."Yeah. He's such an asshole sometimes," she replied. I could tell she had cried a little, so I squeezed her shoulders. She turned to me and wrapped her arms around my waist and buried her head in my chest. "Mark, you're such a good friend."Her move was unexpected and caught me and my cock off guard. I don't.