"Then what's wrong?" I can't get it out of my mind," he said."You and Mandy?" she asked, sympathetically."No."He looked over at her helplessly."Bob ..... on top of you." Oh," she said, faintly."I don't understand," he moaned."I love him," she said, helplessly."No, that's not that I mean." Then what?" I can't understand why thinking about that gives me a boner," he said."Daddy?"Mandy's voice was hesitant. She was standing in the doorway to his bathroom, something she'd done hundreds of times. She walked like a real drunk. he got out of his side of the car and as he walked around to where iI was I noticed he was naked from the waist down. I got wood and followed them around back.Their dad worked at the factory and he was a dayshift guy and left for work at 5.Tom knew nobody in the house was going to bother them. They never even saw me. I followed them back to the covered porch and stood next to the house where it was dark. They laid on a padded bench and she went down on him. he was. “I can’t hear you,” Justin could totally hear me. He just wanted me to say it louder.“It is your friend from school, Sir,” I said loudly but with a submissive tone.“You don’t remember his name, do you?” my son asked knowingly.“No, Master,” I admitted. This time I was sure, the boy heard me on the other side of the door.“Most people don’t,” Justin said that his friend’s name was Andrew, but to me, it would be Sir anyway. “All men are Sir, and all women are Ma’am except for your fellow sluts. Let. Does that mean she’s ours? What if one of us doesn’t want to share? Or what if she doesn’t want to be shared? What then?He took a sip, physically satisfied but existentially troubled. The coffee was a pale shadow of what it had once been, but it no longer mattered.I know what I feel, I know what she feels, I’m pretty sure I know what Bill feels, but I don’t know what any of us wants. It’s not as easy as fantasizing that she and I could just run away together, assuming that she’d even agree to.