”“Dad! Stop!”I heard my mother laughing from inside.“Who’s the bigger slut, your mother or Kiera?” dad asked me.“At this point, it’s a...fucking draw!”Glade came out smiling and bearing two cups. “Your mother wants you,” he said to me as he handed me a cup. He offered the other one to my father.I stomped inside to see my mother watching them from the window. She was crying again. “What’s wrong, mom?” I instinctively hugged her. Like I mentioned, I do love my mother unconditionally; she just has a. We were interrupted on Sunday morning by a call for us to pick up a witness from the office downtown. This was going to be a single that would be staying for a few days while they worked out the new identity.Bobby said she would give the house a once over while I went to pick up the witness. As I got closer to downtown, I called to find out whether to park and walk over to get the witness or would they come to the car in front of the building.I was told to just pull up out front but to check up. We feel like we’ve found a person we feel good about and feel comfortable just helping you pee and doing small things for you... “I don’t want you to think I’m coming on to you. I feel good just knowing you, and would very much like to be your friend. My daughters commented that they felt the same way. Not out of feeling sorry for you or feeling indebted to you - which we will always be - but a feeling of closeness with a person who is real and has honest feelings.“I guess I talk too much,. The young man is quiet but sure with his hands. The two of them press on my abdomen and listen to my heartbeat. I am disappointed, but the attention of both of the men is flattering. I still wish to be alone with Doctor Bohanan, but their combined attention is kind of nice. Embarrassingly, I start to get hard, but try to conceal it with my arm. ‘So, let’s talk about your last appointment.’ The doctor says. My heart stops for a moment and I freeze. Surely he wasn’t going to talk about that in.