Charlie didn't doubt there were always going to be an equal number of very happy husbands that night. He was sometimes tempted to "get to know" one of...these women better. Seeing them always made him hard. If he could have overheard their conversation this day, he would have exploded.A closer observer than Charlie, perhaps a Charlene, might have noticed something different about today's meting. For one thing, no one ordered a Margarita but rather an espresso, latte, tisane, and lemonade. For. " I don't. The fact that you can love me as deeply as you do and yet hand me over to another woman beggars belief." No, Richard! I could satisfy you in bed. I could keep house for you. I'd do all that happily just to be around you. But, and this is the big thing, I couldn't keep up with you mentally or intellectually. Oh, I could give you sound advice and probably still will but I can't keep up with you, for example, on your music let alone the bloody crossword. In the end I'd bore you or. “I don’t know Mom’s sexual orientation. I assumed that she’s straight, but then I thought the same about Chase, didn’t I? One never knows, I guess. You’re bi and so is Dad, who would have guessed that part?” Maria encouraged me.“That sounds good. Just don’t ask me to do anything with Dad. I don’t want to hurt his feelings and all, but I’m not attracted to him,” I warned my loving sister (fuck the step part, right!).“Hey, no offense taken, trust me. You’re not my type, either. I love you, son,. I loved your mum and I know I'm going to love you!" Two soft breasts pressed against my chest as she kissed me on the lips but before I could react she was pushed aside and Ruth kissed me, whispering in my ear that Zelda was unaware of our relationship and she wanted to keep it that way."Okay by me", I muttered.After I had unpacked in the spare room Ruth said she had long ago committed to going to the ballet with one of her friends and did I mind if she left me in Zelda's care for the.