“Karen, I don’t mind the scars if they’re for a good reason.”She was about to say something but I just put my finger over her lips.“Karen, w... will talk at home. Now, why don’t you call you mother, apologize to her, and cancel your meeting.”We drove home in silence. Occasionally Karen looked at me. I could almost feel her gaze but no words were spoken. I knew that I had just made a decision that might have some serious long-term effects on the lives of several people. Whatever happened, we all. The loud noise from the television wakes me up and I groan as I turn it off. "Being a bum alone is so boring," I complain out loud to no one. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. I turn the shower on and start stripping my clothes off, not bothering to close the door. I step into the steaming water and moan as the heat and the water relaxes my body. My hands find its way to my pussy and I start to rub my clitoris. I am moaning as my finger penetrates my pussy. I rest my head against the shower wall. We both kept up a steady rhythm and sensing I was close to cumming, by my erratic breathing and moans, Mike pulled the covers off us both so that the spunk would fly over, and on, me and not be wasted on the covers. My breathing became noisier as I started tensing. Mutual masturbation; my cock in his hand being pumped as I pumped his cock. And then I reached the pinnacle, my orgasm. I was about to cum.In the dark half light, I looked down to see him strongly stroking my penis and as I did, he. I am sorry, Erik."The man turned and looked at her confused."What? Why are you sorry?"A tear slid down her cheek."I am sorry I did not give you another son. It always seemed like there would be plenty of time and what with the girls always underfoot and Henri toddling along after them, I never felt a lack, but I suppose the time for regrets ran out on that quite some time ago."Erik turned to face his beloved and took both of her hands in his."Ma chère, hush! I, too, never felt a lack. I have no.