When Debbie asked if Ithought it put my parents in a bad light I had to think about that. Iasked her what she thought. She thought I was fair. "May...be a littleharsh at times but you didn't directly attack them, even though afterwhat your father did you could have," Debbie stated to me. "But youtook the high road for the most part. The man did verbally abuse you inthe hall that day," I nodded as the thought of my father came. I took amoment as I thought about him.When I looked up I could. .”Then she said she would slip into something more comfortable. I popped the DVD in and started playing it. The beginning had Happy Birthday to my loving and understanding husband…Then I could see the outside of a hotel room with Anita walking to the door. She had a long raincoat on. She knocked on the door and a man’s deep voice told her to come in.Ana walked in and before closing the door she dropped off the coat.There she stood wearing just a red sexy see through negligee…I could see her. Alison would read me like a book. She was gay enough to know what women were plotting. She was also likely to hit on me. That would be kind of fun. I just hoped Shirley didn't butcher my hair. Tim loved my hair long and deep orange. I knew I would lose 'hot' points going shoulder length and almost blonde. However, it was the middle of a Florida summer. And I'm a firm believer that no chick looks hot in a ponytail.Monday morning I was nervous. It was a shock to see my hair at my shoulders. Then. When they were through with her, as a memento of her illicit honeymoon night, she took home a stimulated, invigorated, well plowed, very juicy and completely satisfied pussy, along with a tired, puffy-lipped mouth, plus a lot of cum sloshing around inside of her marvelously stacked body. When she had fallen into her bed she was glad that her husband hadnt been there to see the results of what they had done to her on his wedding night. She was also thankful that her very promiscuous past had.