I began to back out of the room. "I'm sorry; I didn't realize that you were home." No, Mom, wait."I could hear the sound of crying in his voice, plead...ng for me to stay."Maybe you should cover yourself up, honey."His blush returned as he pulled a blanket over his nakedness. I placed the laundry on his dresser and sat on his bed."What's the matter, Ernie?" Am I so bad looking, Mom?" Of course not, son. I think you're even better looking than Ryan next door." Then why can't I get anywhere with. I’d been teaching everything I knew about sex to Keri. She was so naive when it came to sex when we first met. I actually got her hooked on watching porn movies. Keri is very open about the things she likes to do during sex and she’ll pick out the movies we are going to watch. Seriously, I’m not bullshitting you at all!Keri learned everything about being a good housewife from her mother. Great cook, house keeper and all. I taught her everything she now knows about sex. I remember being on. " ‘Can I believe her?’ I wondered, aware that if I'd been so indiscreet, the chance that Wifey had noticed me ogling Suzanne was more probable than I had expected. Yet, Wifey is a very jealous lady and if she thought another lady was making a play for me, she'd be fists first and questions later. "Can I trust you, Suzanne," I asked, realising my weak my position."Hmmm, that's a chance you must take, Dan. You’ve got very little to bargain with, Mr Peeping Tom,” she purred. “But, would it help if. ”Christy opened the doors, “See you in a few. Let’s do something after you strike the set tomorrow, ok?”“Deal.”Rumors were indeed flying, and Macy, the music director, warned me that sleeping with cast members had a “real Jeffrey Epstein stench to it, if it’s true.”So, Christy and I focused on the shows and only made small talk at the cast party. She left the party early. Me, being the director, meant I didn’t have that luxury.I got to the theater at 11 a.m. on Sunday. Gilbert had come and gone.