Suddenly my memory jumped its track. I remembered hearing my mother's voice moaning but not my dad's. I pushed the door open and anger ripped through ...e. I saw my mother hurriedly trying to get her clothes on and the principal of my high school pulling his pants up."You fucking whore," I screamed at my mother. "And you Mr. Eddington, my father is going to kick your ass. When this all comes out you'll be looking for a new job."I slammed the door closed and ran out of the house. Before I'd gone a. Yvette was only just old enough to drink now, so to him it had made astrange kind of sense.Surprisingly, given the way that they were dressed, the two young womenwere not hit by any men whilst in the wine bar. Anthony was starting tofeel his bladder fill up and he decided that he needed to go to thelavatory."I need a pee young 'sis," Olivia told her. "Let's split this place andI'll show you how to have fun." The fake Yvette arched her eyebrow,posing a silent question to her fake sister. . Even as husband and wife I will often be with other women. I may even share some of them with you. If you want to become my wife you have to understand this and you need to know I won’t tolerate any jealousies. You will share a very important part of me but you won’t have exclusivity. You are going to need to decide if you’ll be ok with that.’ Her response was immediate. ‘I already knew that and I’m really ok with it. I know you’ll always make me feel wanted and important to you. I trust you. ”We’d gone outside in the sweltering heat again. “It’s not… gonna be like this… all weekend, is it?” I prayed to God it wouldn’t!Another laugh, “Nah, It’ll be a couple of degrees cooler where we’re camped.” Shit! He’s gotta be kidding. This heat… and we’re outside? No air conditioning? “Just kidding… it’ll be at least twenty degrees cooler up in the mountains.” I glared at the butthead. NOT funny. I did a quick calculation. That still left it almost ninety.Brian had a two-seat, four-door, Ford.