“No,” he says, “I mean I’m not in the mood for any of your fucking games.” He places his hands on my shoulders and begins kissing my neck. I...feel my knees going weak and resist the urge to turn around and embrace him fully. “Well, maybe I’m not playing any games.” I try to say it confidently, but it comes out barely above a whisper. The electric surge takes another jump and I feel myself getting wet. His hands move from my shoulders, down my body to my hips and he pulls me back letting my ass. I then whispered to his wife to tell them she is tired. She said she was going off to bed as she was whacked, I offered to walk her back and tuck her in with my reward being a good night kiss and a little cuddle. I then told him to tuck my wife in for me and give her a goodnight kiss and a little cuddle, I told him her nightie is under the bed sheets and her dress unzip at the back. She looked quite happy and more than a little merry from all the drink. His wife looked at them and said, there's. Sure, we had each other, but that was only at home. Once we enteredthose school gates, we would separate and my sisters would be on theirown until they made some friends.I was confident that two pretty girls like Lauren and Lucy could makefriends quite quickly, but they still had to get through their firstday.My sister's silence was overshadowed by the enthusiasm of our parents,who were in the middle of a non-stop discussion about our new schoolsituation. Mum took turns in asking us if we'd. "So I did a full emotional dump on her, about how I'd messed things up with my moms, and with Maria, about how Maria and I were -- had been -- partners, until I'd messed it up.As usual, Ms. Andrews sat there and listened patiently while I poured my heart out to her."Your moms will get over it," she assured me. "They love you unconditionally. It'll just take some time, and continued good behavior on your part. But you know that."I nodded, and snuffled again. I actually SNUFFLED, like I was still.