The funny thing is that I do not believe there was any question that my father did love Linda, he just needed her to show a bit more discipline about ...money. Shortly after I turned ten, I arrived home from school with Rebecca to find that most of the furniture was gone. Linda had staged a preemptive strike and vanished; taking the expensive furniture sets she demanded my father purchase with her.This time my father refused to allow his family to set him up again. He threw himself into his work,. In order to better fit with the modern era (in all realms, not just Earth) a new format of competition was invented, or rather a very old idea has been incorporated into it - SEX. The participants would have sex with each other; not only would that lower the mortality, it would also make it significantly more popular among those who were not participating themselves.Soon many corporations sought to televise the entire event and that was how The Fucking Kombat came to be.The rules were simple -. . not at first, anyway. There were only more hot kisses, as fingers tore at clothing, hers undressing him, and his making her naked.Both were as ready as if they had engaged in hours of foreplay, and they landed on the bed with twin thumps, writhing against each other, pressing flesh to flesh and glorying in the feel of that touch. His hands went to her breasts, and hers felt for his manhood. She felt no shame. Instead, when she felt his iron hard penis, she felt only relief that he wanted her. I laugh. He smiles and slips his hand to my thigh. Rubbing it as he drives. I feel his hand slide between my legs and rub my pussy softly. My jeans are sopping. I see his smile, he knows I am ready. Rubbing me harder I am gasping in pleasure. Pulling into their drive we walk up. As we enter John and I settle on the couch. As we are talking Blossom walks out of her room dressed in a short lacy nightgown. Walking over to Scotty she stands before him as he ducks in and begins licking her pussy.