They elected to stay with me and try my style of home schooling first.Winter was over and spring had arrived. I had done a fairly good job with the ch...ildren's home schooling. The kids fell in love with the computer set up in the library and they also loved the DVD and video movies I had. They were in awe of so much of the technology I had always taken for granted.The order for the lumber I had placed was ready for delivery, and I went into town with the kids and made arrangements for delivery.. It had hurt, and she had cried -- out of disappointment and grief as much as from the pain. And afterwards he had started ugly rumors that she was a slut. And a frigid slut, at that.Her second attempt wasn't much better. She'd been in college by then and thrilled that the captain of the basketball team had taken an interest in her. An interest that extended no farther than an occasional quick bang or a blow job. No affection, no tenderness, no technique. Just brutal rutting -- satisfaction of. I had been blind to it just as Ginny had been blind to her alcoholism. Howard's harsh words had jolted me and forced me to admit to my self-centered behavior. But I could change. I knew I could change. It wouldn't even be hard. I'd just have to be more thoughtful of others. I could do that. I would do that.When we finished the dishes, we walked to the living room and sat where we had sat on Wednesday evening. It was my turn. How to begin? I took a deep breath."Howard ... I want first to. He circled around my anus with his finger and suddenly pushed his fingertip up my asshole. Meanwhile he slowed down the tempo of his right hand and slowly pulled my foreskin all the way back and forth . It felt so good... He pulled his finger out of my butt, only to spit directly on my asshole. It felt dirty and wrong but turned me on so much. He ran his finger around my anus again before sticking it in deeper this time. He repeated this until his index finger was in my ass nearly completely.I.