He was dressed, if you can call it that, in a loincloth and nothing more. He still seemed a bit unhappy, but it was clear that Yvette was continuing t...o support his inclusion in her harem.The next two to enter were surprisingly similar in looks. Esther and Marie were both in their mid twenties and had short and curly hair. The only noticeable difference at first was that Esther's hair was a dirty blond, while Marie's was a dark brunette. They both had been given the short shifts I remembered. Tonight we would have a roast with potatoes, carrots and little onions. Jack called it ‘Yankee Pot Roast’ and it was one of his favorites. Linda was down for her nap so it was the perfect time to start the meal. I cleaned and lightly seasoned the meat, put it into a big pan, cleaned all the vegetables placed them nicely around the meat, added some hot water and put it in the oven. In a few hours it should be great.Louise should be coming home just about the time the roast was ready. I wasn’t. ”“And I thought relationship problems were supposed to come during medical school and Residency,” I sighed.“Problems besides Jocelyn?” Mom asked.“Just confusion about the right way forward. But what did you want to talk about?”“How we left things,” Dad said. “I think I overreacted, at least a bit, and put you in the middle of a disagreement between your mother and me. I don’t want you to ever feel you’re not welcome here, Mike. Ever. I thought back to what happened last year, when you weren’t. I could feel the powerful spasms of her cunt clutching my fingers, over and over. As she came down shakily from this latest and strongest orgasm, still gasping for breath, she whispered, ‘Come on up here – so I can get at you, too.’ And she moved back to the center of the huge bed. I rose and knelt beside her and mashed my lips to hers. As our tongues dueled, my hands played with her gorgeous breasts, gently teasing the erect nipples. But she pushed my head down and my mouth joined my hands as.