If I get aggressive at all she freaks out. Says I hurt her. Oh, how do you hurt her. I dont know. Im not huge or anything. Who knows. Its always late ...at night in bed, she gives in. Any other time she pushes me away and tells me its not the right time. I hear ya. Well you got me. I smiled and took his glass once more. I went to the kitchen and filled the glasses, not hearing that he had come in the kitchen behind me. I opened the fridge once again to replace the wine, and as I bent over slightly. We still managed to have our winter holiday in the sun, all four of us, though we had to travel economy class now, but the three girls did enjoy the three weeks in the sun, getting tanned all over and having me at least once a day. How many times they had each other, I don’t know. They didn’t tell me everything they got up to, but I assume their fanny’s were not unoccupied for very long be it fingers or tongue. It was about eighteen months after my ‘second’ marriage to Kathy that Ann dropped. Sandra nodded. "Me too, well Im not so sure it was ****, because I kinda liked it. Well, Im not sure what Violet did with me, I passed out. Was it really bad, though? For you, I mean?" She was talking to the girl next to her, but her eyes were on the show at the front of the class room. "It was just so.. so strange, being ****d by a stranger, not at all like when my brother or cousins use me." She glanced at Sandra briefly before looking down at her feet again. "and...well Iv never been used by. You've seen the picture. The distinguished man in dress greens is Gerald, our head of security. Aunt Jo says that she hated him growing up. It doesn't look like hate in that picture. Gerald gave her away at her wedding.That wasn't the only picture from the Ball. Aunt Francine was everywhere, doing everything. One I love is when she led the Irish clog line-dance. You won't understand that unless you see a video called Riverdance. Another great shot is Edith Dryden dancing with Pedro de la Garza..