She’s been divorced for seven years and lives down on the Peninsula in Atherton. Horse country. My assistant runs the financials on all new patients...and Maggie certainly wasn’t hurting.From what I’ve been able to ascertain, Maggie doesn’t have a sex life except for masturbation. Which could partly explain her fascination with her son’s bedroom activities.“I think privacy is a ridiculous concept for little boys. And I’ve been proven right.”“How so?”“Billy used to be so silly. Fight me for his. I entered the washroom to clean up sticky chocolate syrup remaining in my cunt. Then I slid on a knee top sleeveless cotton nightgown. I came out and opened the reading room door holding green tea mug in another hand.There is my beloved pearl Rithika lying on the couch adjacent to the full wall glass window that opens to my rose garden outside. She is wearing a white crop top with a pink cotton panty under. Though we are not a practical nudist family, nudity is not frowned upon in our. Adam came out from the bathroom and observed her closed eyes and regular breathing. She was asleep. He was thankful she hadn’t been aware of what he’d done in the bathroom. Pulling the covers to his chest he whispered in the dark, “Goodnight Ash. I love you.”“I love you?” She hadn’t heard him say those 3 words in weeks. She knew he did love her of course, but he rarely expressed it verbally anymore. Words that should have made her heart soar only added to her growing guilt. She closed her eyes. And it gave the faculty the opportunity to identify any local musical prodigies for the school to woo for enrollment at USC.Patty had no illusions about her chances of garnering a college scholarship solely for her piano playing skills. But she knew that USC had "tracks" for conductors and composers, which built on students' overall musical and artistic knowledge. And in those generalist categories, she was close to being the kind of prodigy the school looked for.The winners in the marketplace.