"I know what you want to do," she told Chris, "and I understand. I don't care who you fuck or how many girls you knock up, as long as you return to me...after you're done." Not only will I return to you all the time, I'll be thinking about you with every girl I fuck and every girl I knock up. And I'll understand and accept you fucking other guys and getting knocked up by them as long as you come back to me." As long as we understand return to each other, you go knock up that fuck happy bitch, and. He started walking around his desk, he raised his hand.My mother yelled "Jerry, No!"My father stopped and went back to stand next to my mother.They whispered to each other for a few minuets, then my father said,"Goto your room, your mother and I need to talk."I went to my room.Jim must have gotten back from his practice because he stopped me infront of my room and said, "Hey man, I heard dad yelling When I camehome. I think the whole neighborhood heard him. Why is he so mad? Did helose his golf. Jim sat up and began telling her about what had occurred. During the telling, Donna had slipped down off of his lap and was concentrating on everything he said. When he finished up by telling her that Lupe had calmed down after their discussion and had acted normally with him for the rest of the day, she began her questioning. She seemed particularly interested in whether Lupe had been open to the idea of Jim watching or participating with them. She also giggled when Jim told her about Lupe's. My wife(girlfriend at the time) had heard her first boyfriend from highschool was in town and she thought it would be nice to see him again. she also invited 2 other guys who she had dated for a little while in highschool befroe she met me. she had 2 girlfriends invited but one was sick and declined to come over. Her other friend was in town staying with us over the holidays, and was more than eager to party.It was a normal get together, drinking , telling old stories, more drinking, more.