But if I wait and learn, then I may have better work and be more proud in that work and receive greater money for it.As she speaks I think of the hunt...and how this is so also then. There are some among the boys who will not practice as they need, who grow too impatient with it and with learning. These are the ones who are always behind in the hunt, or who do not even go; they remain with the women and children to tend the fields and do other such things because they have not the skill that is. However, how did I feel about my step-dad for (seemingly) willingly participating in such a situation? I felt basically the same thing. Besides I was, myself, an avid viewer of on-line porn, and especially the interracial cuckolding variety; and that, obviously was what my step-dad, and my mother, were into!So, do I think my mom is a slut? Not at all! In fact, now that I know that she and my step-dad are both into this sort of thing, I'm going to have start seeing them in a somewhat different. We studied, hung out at the shopping mall mainly with Jane telling me about the guys she was dating and me just giggling to her stories, for me it was all harmless fun and something to pass the time in between my studies and practicing my religionUntil that one day when my parents told me they were heading off to Birmingham on an emergency as my uncle had fallen seriously ill and Jane finding out that I was alone in the house asked me to come to her place for a sleepover as her house was empty. He was intently watching for a shadow to appear among the trees, and awaiting with anxiety the sound of a light step on the gravel walk. At length, the long-desired sound was heard, and instead of one figure, as he had expected, he perceived that two were approaching him. The delay had been occasioned by a visit from Madame Danglars and Eugenie, which had been prolonged beyond the time at which Valentine was expected. That she might not appear to fail in her promise to Maximilian, she proposed.