She had never done it yet. She thought it would be fun. But how would it fit. She could only guess that Daddy's prick would get even bigger when it wa...s hard. When he got a boner. How would it fit into her mouth. Because that was what she was having a fantasy about now lying in her bedroom with Daddy in the kitchen making a drink before Mom came home. How would it fit.And how would it taste. When it was fresh from the shower. All clean and ready and hard. Or dirty and smelly after working in. We, fortunately, were in Luzon when the Batad came in ... almost a month early. We bought three tons in fifty pound leather bags ... silk lined ... first pick. We intended this rice for the markets in Japan.One might suggest that this highly sought rice was our ticket to Japan.More rare than sharks fin, ginseng or blue fin tuna, our asking price would be extremely high ... but not as high as the normal rice traders charged.We sailed from Formosa; destination? The inland Sea, Osaka Bay and Hideo. Goldman.“Now, you’re an adulteress, a sinner. Feel the freedom of being a harlot, a slut, a whore! Enjoy it! Own it! Let it set you free! Same goes for you, Rabbi! You’re a rabbi, yes, but you’re also a Casanova, a lecher, a ladykiller, a stud, a libertine, a ladies’ man. You know how to please and love women, to make love to them, to give them rough sex, too, and to service and pleasure them. Your wife wants you to do this. Do it for me, for you, for God, and for your wife, and most of all for. Unfortunately with Shawn hanging around us, which we both felt she had done on purpose, we did very little but kiss every once in a while. The "quality time" I'd been hoping for to have with Shane turned out to be the three of us sitting around ordering pizza and drinking beer and then watching what turned out to be a chick-flick. The quality time I'd initially been hoping for, never happened. And even more oddly, if anyone did more flirting than anyone else, it was Shawn who was doing it.With.