”Dennis rushed his father, wrapping his arms around the man and lifting him from his feet.“Put me down, damn you!” Grandpa Jessen yelled, but he...was smiling. Dennis set him down and we watched him as he slowly walked around the car once, then opened the suicide door and sat inside. He just sat there, tears rolling down his cheeks. When he inserted the keys, Grandpa Jessen put his fingers in his ears just in time. One crank of the key and the car started, a thundering exhaust note echoing off. Steven stood behind the closed door for a full minute, not able to take a step, staring at his own reflection in the glossy surface. "What is it? What's wrong?" Elyse had come up behind him in her bare feet, and her voice startled him. He turned, holding the package carefully out in front of him as though it might be radioactive. "Oh. That." He lifted his eyes from the box. Elyse stood there in her robe, her expression at first calm, then apologetic. She seemed to be waiting for him to speak.. We both just took a leap of faith, and we both went to their bedroom with our sons. Neither of us had any idea what to expect, but I got into Gia's room, and she shut the door. Although, she turned around, pushed herself against the door. "It’s okay, Sandra, you may look at me, I did have sex with your son, but he did feel guilty about it," she explained, before strolling to us. "Although, there is more to the story. Keisha and I kind of watched you two have sex with your sons a few days ago.. I think I had more guys in the first three weeks than I had before in my life, and that felt like a pretty big accomplishment. I found two guys who were okay with an open relationship, and I started meeting guys and girls through them. It was pretty fun, but eventually I needed to start focusing on my classwork and it was usually just once a week at most that I would go out with the two of them. Usually, they would pick up another girl and they would each take turns with me and the other girl,.