. I'm just going to class." It looked to me like you were ogling my girlfriend." Said Chad grabbing Pete's arm and holding fast."You had better not be... looking at my ass you little freak!" said the girl in question indignantly.In fact that's exactly what Pete had been doing. Carla, Chad's girlfriend was the prettiest girl in school (of course) and Pete hadn't been the only one ogling her shapely ass."No, I wasn't, c'mon, Chad, I just wanna go to class. Ow!" He winced as Chad's grip tightened. I have missed you so much these last few months." In return I would place my hand on top of his hand, squeeze it and say, "It's nice to be home again, Daddy." The feel of his hand on my knee, especially when he squeezed it, would send a shudder up my thighs until it reached my love chamber where a little love juice was released in anticipation of more stimulations. After a couple of hours driving we stopped at the motorway services for something to eat and some fuel. Daddy, as usual, complained. The way they were was compounded by Joe spending a lot of extra time at work and having to travel interstate quite often. Marie had often thought that Joe was paddling in someone else's pool but even checking his dirty laundry after his return home from his trips did not prove it. Although she had no proof, she kept on thinking of the old saying, "it's too high up to eat grass but it must be fed" and this suspicion brought on more drinking.About three months before he turned 16 Duane found out. If it had been Polly who had walked in what would she have thought? That you’d been knitting?”Mike’s face had gone from being white with fear, to red with embarrassment and back to white again. “I-I-I’ll g-g-go and g-g-get dressed,” he said but Anne wasn’t having any of that.“No you don’t, if you don’t want me to tell Polly about this, and I don’t think she would be very pleased with you if I did, then the least you can do is put on a show for me. I always like a wank or a fuck before going to.