For Her Own Good: Two Centuries of Experts' Advice to Women

Thought it was really all for her own good and it was all supposed to turn out swell in the end." "I'm listening." "Next week's Millie's birthday," Betsy said, seeking her father's understanding. "Bud and I thought that if we put her a little on edge, it'd make the party we've got planned for her a wonderful surprise." "Any special kinds of doings at this party of yours?" Betsy took a deep breath then blurted, "An orgy, Daddy. A family orgy! Everybody sucking and fucking together, with Millie the guest of honor." "A family orgy, huh? Everybody sucking and fucking? Funny, but I don't rightly recall getting my invite." "Oh, Daddy, how could I know you were such a stud?" Betsy defended herself. "You know it now." "If you're not there sucking and fucking with the rest of us at Millie's surprise party, I'll absolutely never forgive you!" Betsy declared. "But, don't you see? You've got to help us keep Millie from finding out about the party if we're going to bring it off. You can't tell her or it'll ruin everything." "And if I tell you that it's no dice?" the old man asked, his blue eyes twinkling. "Then, just as sure as the two of us are in this room," Betsy saucily replied, "you won't get to fuck me now." The old man broke into a grin, chuckling, "Mmmm, tell me more. Show me, too." Betsy immediately started stripping ...»