"Okay, order it and I'll pick it up on the way home."They were good kids. Most of the credit goes to Sandy. I might have been the financial supporter,...but Sandy was the backbone of the family. She was one special woman.I got home and handed the kids the pizza."Thanks, Dad, you're an okay guy," laughed Bart.Just as I was asking if Sandy called, the phone rang. I quickly answered it."Hello," I answered."Hi, Honey, you missed a great dinner and my award acceptance." I'm sorry, Sandy, I should...". That might have been unethical and certainly would have been a bad idea. But she did help me with my understanding of revenge.The thought of carrying out some fiendish, painful revenge on the two live sperm donors was very satisfying as was the thought of making Betty pay."Suppose you could humiliate her thoroughly. Imagine a party with all her family and friends where you could play a video of her betrayal. You could somehow get the scenes of her lying to you. You could show her base, selfish. "You clean?" "bring condom". I quickly had a shower, had a nice clean up and douche then packed my bag with my condom, amyl and towel. I wore a thin track suit without underwear and went to the address. It was almost half past 4 in the morning. While on my way, he texted "ok text when close, also I don't wanna talk any crap, just suck each other and fuck and go". I arrived at the the spot and texted him "Im here". He replied "pick a building, go inside and I'llbe there in 10 minutes. I gave the. By this time Mari was in her thirties and a picture of elegance, slim, well dressed, she moved gracefully and was just about the sexiest thing I had ever seen. (Although some of my mates regularly fantasised about their mothers, I had accidentally seen mine naked, and believe me that picture of sagging breasts and rolls of fat was a wet dream which would never trouble me!) Mari immediately took a shine to me, and saw an opportunity to get revenge for Mother’s betrayal.All through the reception.