Seeing Robert brought a lot of memories to the surface. Starting with the night of our high school graduation (9 years ago!) through New Orleans, Penn...State and those wild days in LA. We had the most incredible sex and if that wasn't dangerous, many times we fucked in public places and even had strange men participate. Robert said he loved to see me get fucked by another man.As I reveled in those memories, my hands were sliding across my breasts. The warm soapy water made my skin very soft and. She wanted to feel out her niece, considering the abrupt way she and her immediate family had dropped almost out of sight.Several years before, the whole family of four had suddenly clammed up. Christine and her siblings had managed to convince their sister to tell them enough to understand that she was divorcing her husband, but little more. The couple sold their house and divided their possessions before the split, and then went their separate ways, she with Becky and he with Dan. None had. "I'm sorry..." they both started to say at the same time. Mary shook her head and smiled sadly at her crumpled spouse."What are we going to do?" she whispered."I will go to the police," said Jeremy, determinedly."I was tricked into inviting them in..." You can't," interrupted Mary. "Even if the police believe your version of what happened and not Pip's and Byron's, the affair will be front page news. Your 'sin' with Teddy will become public knowledge. So will his mother's prostitution. Both of. Is that what you want?" Truthfully?" I tried to answer and broke down, "Oh Mom, how could you?"I started blubbering. "I don't know what I want. This is fucked." Let's go in the living room and talk," she told me in a quiet voice. She thought a moment, "Let me freshen up."I nodded and went in and sat on the couch. I sat at the far end from the door and tried to think. What did I want? What should I do? Should I do anything and just let things slide instead? Hey, let's face it, unless you are a.