"Are you going to continue what you have started with her, and for how long, and to what end?" Mom, I have thought through everything, including havin... a marriage ceremony in the backyard, when we're old enough. That's a secret I'm keeping from Chrissy, keep it to yourself please?" Sure thing, honey—glad you've thought it through, how's the report you're writing, almost finished?" I'll have it for you to read tonight after dinner, I think Chrissy is about done too, love you Mom, close the door. I smiled as he set the blankets out, opening them and spreading them on the ground, then joined him as he pulled a bottle of wine and a corkscrew from his bags.“I shall have to apologize to Siobhan, won’t I?” I asked with a wry smile.“I think that would be a good thing,” he answered.“I was rather harsh on her, wasn’t I?”“Very harsh, indeed.”“She has been so good about everything. I could never do this alone.”“That is very true. I am sure you would cock it all up immensely,” was his reply.I. Better get the hell out, he thought. She catches me here with my dick in my hand and whacking off, she'll murder me for sure.Reluctantly, he tore himself away, pulled up his shorts and tiptoed to the door, which he had left open just a crack and was about to step into the hallway when he suddenly stopped. His heart began pounding and his breath came in short ragged gasps, but he didn't hesitate. He removed Carmella's oversized, dark green, bath towel and left the smaller ivory colored one on. My wife stepped back and wiped her eyes, smiling bleakly at me.I cleared my throat and then picked up the receiver.“Hello.”“May I please speak to Paul Hughes?”“This is he.”“Mr. Hughes, my name is Nathan Wei. I’m an attorney, and the executor for the estate...”I listened to him with only half my attention. He offered me his deepest condolences on my, our, loss. It sounded strictly pro forma, but I appreciated it nonetheless. I smiled at my wife and sat down heavily in my office chair. I picked.