No matter how much of an asshole I was, she married that asshole with her eyes wide open. She looked at me and she told hundreds of people and a man o... God, "I do." She didn't know what I was underneath, of course. Underneath I was... I realized that what I was underneath was what I am now. That she had brought it out, not meaning to, but that's what had happened. That I liked what I had become, and I'd always had contempt for the person I'd been, same as everyone else, even the buddies I'd. I wasn't really concerned. I had heard rumors that Chelsea was into girls, but I attributed it to her boyish manner. I knew Abby liked boys. She had many boyfriends in the past and if she and Chelsea actually did sometimes play around with each other, well so what?Still, their touchy-feely way of riding home did strike me as intriguing. Chelsea had her hand on Abby's leg and Abby was nuzzling her face into Chelsea's neck. Just a little more intimate than girlfriends, I suspected. Of course, my. I couldn’t believe it. Right here with the two younger kids in the room. Do I say something? What if Junior and Susie see? I decide to ignore it for the time being, since the two little ones were glue to the tv and deciding she must just be curious and since she isn’t looking at hardcore porn, it may be ok for now. I will talk to her about it later and give her some ground rules.Since it is a Friday night, I let the little ones stay up to 9:30pm before I send them up to bed. After a few minutes. She was surprised to hear my anger in calling the lifeless Miss Morimoto a bitch. I didn’t really mean it. I respected Yurika. I was just relieved I defeated her.“Its nothing, Yoko. She was a good fighter.” I said to Yoko. Yoko walked to the corpse and tenderly kissed the dead girl’s pink lips. She sensually unbuttoned Yurika’s white blood stained blouse. Yoko caressed the girl’s lifeless breasts. Yoko was so aroused by this beautiful dead creature.Suddenly behind us we heard a woman’s scream.