“Bloody funny Ha Ha,” I muttered.“Good grief Balfore,” my chum Algy interejected, “You’re taking it in good spirit.”“Yes, Ha bloody ha...” I agreed.“Dear god if Bunty Broomstead cuckolded me I should knock his damned block off.” Dobbo insisted.“Cuckold, what are you blethering on about?” I demanded.“Did you not know, why Bloody Bunty and your lady wife are at this very moment cavorting in the bridal suite at the Grand Hotel in Worthing old chap,” Dobbo chuckled, “Thought the whole world and his. She started getting up with me in the morning to make my breakfast before I left for school which she hadn't done in over a year. I used to just fix myself a bowl of cold cereal and get myself off to school. And she was putting on normal clothes again when she got up in the morning instead of staying in her nightgowns and bathrobe all day. And when I would get home from school she started asking me how my day was and would talk to me about my interests.So I could tell Mom was trying, but I. And im glad she did or i think i would have never spoken to my mother if she kept lying to me. It was the first day of high school my older sister was a junior(17) and me and my younger sister(15) were freshmen and it was the beginning of a new life everything was so much faster but i could always keep up it started in homeroom where they took role and i sat next to some random kid and just waited until 1st period started i had gym but we didnt do anything the first day and we never. Her thinly disguised hunger for Cord's handsome body, and no doubt huge cock, flashed before him like a red flag in front of a maddened bull. Like the bull, Roger more and more angry, until he almost screamed with rage and frustration.Goddamn his wife! His Diane, his one and only--Shit! God, he'd be deliriously happy if only she was a woman, a red-blooded female who wanted him! But he was denied his rights, his end of the marriage bargain. He pictured the ideal situation with Diane, with her.