I was listening outside their bedroom door after they went in. It took a couple of minutes before I heard Dad say, “My God woman, your ass looks raw... I hope that that made you happy. Can I still fuck you missionary style?”Mom said, “You can fuck me anyway that you want too. I am your wife and I will always be available for you.”Dad asked, “And what about your new lover?”Mom said, “He knows all about you and he is willing to share me with you, just as you are willing to share me with him. I now. As we entered the auditorium, I glanced down and our eyes met because she was looking up at me and smiling.The concert wasn't nearly the ordeal I anticipated, partly because, being forced to pay attention to the whole work, music, choreography and dancers, I was forced to appreciate the virtues of it. Not that I would ever listen to a CD of it from choice, you understand. But also partly because I was with Lida.As we left, she was almost skipping. But for her pregnancy, I'm sure she would have. "Hi love, parcel for Alison Wells. No need to sign." FLASH! He'd taken apicture. Larry looked a bit shocked. "Proof of delivery darling, sorry ifI startled you, it's the new policy I'm sure you understand. I'm going tohave quite a gallery of young ladies when I've finished my round today."Larry smiled weakly and realised he'd have to step outside to pick up theparcel. And do this in as ladylike a way as he could. I do hope there'sno one around."Wow that smells like a mighty fine meal that's. Ah, right, the lair. The Begotten had connected their lairs, and could move swiftly between locations that were attached to those lairs. Fiona had a door to her lair in her closet; they’d used it before. Athalia had come through it, silent as a ... shadow monster.He frowned and tried to back away from his lover. Of course, doing that stirred Fiona from her coma, and she pushed her ass toward him, even as she reached behind her and grabbed his hand, her other arm still wrapped around her teddy.