Get back to being more like the Mum I remembered. Wishful thinking. ‘You deserved more.’ ‘It was enough.’ Enough to buy my aunt’s business ...rom her and put down a sizable deposit on a house. Besides, it had never been about the money. It’d been about making sure that what happened to us couldn’t happen to anyone else. ‘Why did they even let you do it in the first place?’ I knew that by ‘they’, he meant my parents. ‘They didn’t need to ‘let me’. I was eighteen. I didn’t need their permission.’. You’re traumatized – all of you are. Hell, I am. It’s not normal to go through what you have even before this trip, what all of us have since we sailed.”“So who do you talk to about your trauma?”“I didn’t have anyone close til Otter made us a thing. I could have called my therapist back in Waterloo, or my husband, but while phone sessions can be helpful, it didn’t feel right, or safe, to just call them.”“Even after we got the encrypted phone?”“Well, probably it would have if I’d bothered to. And you still had to fuck other women. Why?”“Because I could,” Mitch said. “Because they wanted me. Tamara's great and I loved her, but... These other women were hot, too. It's not like I thought she'd ever find out. I never wanted to hurt her.”“What a selfish asshole,” I said, my head drifting towards my wife. “I'm so sorry you wasted years of your life on him.”“Me, too,” she purred. “Good thing I have you, Willis. I love you.”Mitch let out a pathetic groan as my wife kissed me. Our lips. Ideally, I would like to dump her somewhere she would never be found, like the middle of the rainforest or at the bottom of the Amazon, eaten by piranhas. Realistically, I probably wouldn’t be able to get access to such remote areas, so I would have to do the best I could. My cock was quickly regaining interest in the sleeping form on the bed, so I began to stroke it into life. Soon I was ready to go again and I positioned myself between the girl’s still spread legs. I slid into her much.