"So, What's on the agenda for the rest of the day with you two?" "We'll just go with the flow," I said. "Save some for me Janet," Jess directed. "I ha...ven't got the foggiest idea what you're talking about," Mom chirped, trying to look innocent. "Ha," Jess chortled. "Just leave enough on the bone for me to get some." "When was the last time you had him?" Mom quizzed. "Two nights ago," Jess crowed. "You probably heard us." "She did," Dad interrupted. "She practically raped me when she heard you. Oh my…I could not resist my eyes off her and my hand went into my shorts…I don’t wear underwear’s and I could feel my “junior” also experiencing the heat and emotion….oh my…my hands almost began their work with my eyes not getting off from the newspaper…… I didn’t realize I was doing this at 9 am in the morning when most of the housewives start cleaning their houses and daily work…..near my neighbor one lady(I had by that time never even talked to that lady…and just seen her sometimes when she. A few hours later after tidying up my father's office, he came back in a flaming bad mood with a bottle of whisky in his hand. He looked at me and yelled at me to get out and I scurried away quickly. Tears forming in my eyes. I heard voices coming from the ballroom so I quietly wen to the door and peeked in and saw the handsome dancer, Enrique, practicing with a pretty redhead in a pink leotard but he was getting irritated with her. "You're doing it all wrong, Sylvie!" The redhead threw up her. I say nothing, not only from fear but from total lack of coherency. I can feel the throbbing of my ass, my thighs and my face where he has struck me. I cannot explain the rush of pleasure that begins to pulse through my body. I only know it is real and sometimes can be frightening. He slowly releases my hair and moves away. I am frozen and watch him as he removes his clothing. He has left the belt on the bed beside me. My heart races I don't know if he will whip me again and then fuck me or.