I backed into her closet and hid andwaited.The wait went on forever. I got real impatient. Where was that bitch? I thought about going looking for h...er. Maybe she was watching TV orsomething. But then I heard footsteps. They were of my little girl all right, I could tell just by the sound. The bedroom door opened andshe walked in. I watched her through a crack in the door.She was in her uniform and her hair was done back in her ponytail. Shewalked to her dresser. I was breathing. I'm going to go flirt with some of my friends. Have fun, and if you need anything don't hesitate to ask me. Maybe we'll see more of each other later." She suddenly put her arm around my neck and reached up and gave me a wet peck on the lips, before I even had a chance to realize it. "And don't tell anyone that I just did that." She waved and walked off in the direction of the guy who squeezed her ass.This was obviously going to turn out to be some sort of swingers' party or orgy. I saw a man. Rick's suspicions that only sex had kept the marriage together were pretty much verified.The situation between his parents was exacerbated by both twins flunking out after a year at an expensive liberal arts college. They had picked up some modeling contracts that Megan thought were highly suspect, but she had no chance to offer her opinion.Rick waited as long as he could stand it, then asked "Megan, did you tell anyone that you had found me?" No, I didn't. It seemed like you blamed me for your. I experimented with the incredible object several more times, and wound up in ecstasy living fantasies in 3-D. No it was far more than 3-D, I was actually there. After several hours of study I found ways to facilitate a 'trip', and make the process easier and more effective. I was feeling joy of a kind one seldom experiences in a lifetime...and my senses ran wild with anticipation. I was totally horney now and absorbed in my fantastic find. I wanted a random journey, something endlessly.