“I didn’t really mean it about them getting divorced.”She reached out and ran her fingers over the smooth gold ring.“He said he doesn’t want... a divorce and I believe him,” I said, trying to sound reassuring. “But he took his ring off and gave it to me to look after.”“What does that mean? Why would he take off his ring if he doesn’t want a divorce? Why would he give it to you?”I shrugged. “I don’t know, Bon. I’m not sure that Dad really knows. When I asked him why he gave this to me, he went all. Tonight when Tom drives hiscock into you and your writhing like a fish on a line, part agony, partecstasy, all passion, wanting more, holding your breath waiting for hisnext thrust, totally submissive to his desire, think back to when youwere on top of me, with that pathetic excuse for a cock just inside me,and you'll realize that the committee's decision that you should spentthe rest of your life in panties, on your back, servicing a virile manwas right'.'You silly fish', she chided, suddenly. “It's him ! It's him” she said excitedly as she clapped her hands. “Hey there, jerky-boy” Connie said sarcastically. I was beginning to realize that Connie seemed to take great delight in embarrassing and humiliating me in front of others. Suzie smiled at me.Irene looked at me and said: “I'm sorry I missed your show” which made the ladies laugh and made me blush even more. I could tell this was all they were going to talk about.Connie then stepped forward tapped Irene on the shoulder and said:. When Friday night came around, my buddy and I had no real plans. Surprising to us was that my sister had no plans either. Seems her boyfriend at the time had to go out of town with his parents at the last minute. Being the woman of the house, my sister took it upon herself to make us dinner. She seemed to lay the condescending attitude on thicker than usual that night. "Could you boys set the table". "I've poured you boys some milk — 'cause you've had way too much soda". I noticed she was.