Knowing you, and Harry, you give me a sense of parents. I know, I know, that’s a weird thing to say given that we are sexual, but not really I guess...since you and Harry are siblings. But, Juli, the sex is only a part of our relationship. You know that, I know you feel that. I am coming up on middle age. I don’t have any k**s, never will unless we adopt but we haven’t wanted to go to that route. So we won’t. In a sense there is a sadness there. But it is what it is at this point. Please Juli. In fact I rarely used to notice her. So this July when my wife went home, I had to meet her to take my electricity bill, which she usually holds and later my wife collects from her. I got my bill, and as a casual inquiry she asked about my dinner. I dint wanna lie, because I was really hungry. I said I would have it from outside, for which she insisted me to have at her place. I had heard already from my wife that she is a good cook. Without any hesitation I went inside and had dinner with her. “That’s why I wanted you to quit looking at that blog stuff about the Program. It’s makin’ me think about that first period class and watching that scene really, really bothered me too.”Lynette looked at him. “Wait—what? You just said you watched it? How could that happen?”“Yeah, I watched—I saw it. By accident. Somehow the camera got bumped so its view tilted down enough for me to see the chairs they use for that relief shit. I got a bird’s eye view from like above the front row, you know,. Tyler dominantly laughs at the mess he's made. "Such a good white slut! You are, now go clean up bitch. Your son should be here in five minutes." She nodded and ran to the bathroom, making sure no cum leak or hit the floor. Alex came into the house unaware of what was going on, yet the house had a very strong musty smell. He grabs the air freshener from the counter and starts to spray the house. Once he was done he placed the can down and looked at Tyler. "Say T where is my mother?" He asked.