”Ginger said to her, “Just the way you invited questions, your dad and me welcome any of your questions.”Jillian said, “All right, how’d you...start fucking Ethan?”Ginger explained, “Go back earlier than that. We have a hot and heavy relationship with Doug, Jo, and Beth. Because Ethan was in and out of the house, we were trying to keep the open marriage part of our lives private from him. We’d go next door each night, have dinner with our close friends, and then enjoy sex with them until bedtime. She said, thank you Mike as I can see her walking out from my bed room. God, it was the morning, it another day, I woke up, thank you Lord for the day! Then after some minutes, it was the time for breakfast.“Mike!” Mom called. “Yes mom.” I replied. “Tell your sister that the breakfast is lady and let meet on breakfast table.” she told me. On breakfast table: Jessy was still wearing that nightgown, her nipples was exposed outside through that nightie cause it was little transparent. Her pussy. I opened it and saw a neatly typed note. I have enjoyed your show on many occasions, slut. You could have a future at my tower. If you are interested call the number at the bottom and you be told where to go. Now that was strange. Who was this person? Should I answer it? It could be a dreanged psycho. Or it could be a much better club. I gazed back to the bills and picked up the phone. It was late but if it was a club, someone should still be there. It rang 4 times and I was just about to hang. My mother came home one evening and found me sitting on the couch, crying. She held me for a long time. ‘Mom, what am I going to do?’ I sobbed. ‘Oh, honey,’ she said. ‘It’ll take time, but after a while, you’ll be fine.’ ‘I’m not talking about that,’ I said. ‘What’s wrong, honey?’ she asked. I hesitated. ‘Sarah?’ ‘I’m pregnant, Mom,’ I said, through my tears. ‘I’m pregnant.’ Her eyes widened. She seemed speechless, but then she smiled. ‘I’m going to be a grandmother?’ I nodded. ‘Aren’t you.