Brendan came back.She turned on the light of the living room and answered the phone. It was 7 AM in the morning she noticed.“H-hello?” she said in...o the phone with a soft voice.“Morning, Cutty. Did I wake you up, you sound so sleepy?” a mocking Ms. Brendan replied.“No, I just...” Donna started, “How many times?” Ms. Brendan interrupted.“Seven, Ms. Brendan.” Donna answered.“Not even the double figures, poor Robert.” Ms. Brendan said “And poor Cutty. Look, meet me at my house at nine, wear. I expected my wife to walk down and into the kitchen, but she was still at the end of the hall at the bottom of the stairs. I looked around the corner again and was shocked to now see Paul trying to help Geoff to get a good feel of my wife's tits that were now almost bouncing out of her bra, her top had been removed or pulled to the side.What the fuck was happening, and why were two of my friends trying to get my wife's tits out in our house at a party where their partners were.I could hear. He joined us at the bar in just a few minutes. As we were waiting, I texted Roberta that I was leaving and taking Jerry home. She texted back a sad emoji saying, “Tomorrow.”“I’ll bring the car around to the portico,” said Burton. “Can you manage to get Jerry there?”“Yes,” I replied, putting one of his arms around my shoulders.I was glad I was wearing low heels, so it was less of a struggle leading Jerry out. He leaned on me heavily, still mumbling, “I need a drink …”Burton was waiting in the. I was still in school, living in a rural area with no car, no income and hoping to complete my schooling. Fortunately for me, a child welfare worker found a middle-aged lady with two rowdy young teenage boys looking for someone to live in her home and help out with her sons. There were few families who would take a chance on letting an older teen into their homes, never mind a male. The deal was I would attend the nearby school, but on weekends, after school, and some evenings and weekends when.