“Go on,” she said softly.“Then, after a week or so of this, the morning after one particularly wild bender, I was stumbling home in the morning,...looking like complete sh… garbage, when I literally bumped into Sandy... your mom, turning the corner.”"I know her name, Dad."Paul smiled as he recalled the moment. “She looked like an angel. Now, she would tell you that her eyes were red and puffy ‘cause she had been crying so much, but she was SO wrong. She looked amazing.”Laurie snuggled back up to. After swimming a bit, I pulled myself back onto the boat, lay back and began to remember days past. Mary Alice: "John David Sullivan, get yourself up here right now!" Mother called out. Using my full name, I knew I was in trouble for something, but I had no idea what. I hurried up the basement stairs to the kitchen. "What?" I asked a bit sarcastically. "Don't you use that tone with me, young man, you know very well why I called you up here. What have I always told you about how you treat other. I moved quickly to the other door and made sure that I'd locked it and then I went back to the crack in the door. Dave had Jana on the bed now. Her skirt was up around her waist and her panties were hanging from her left ankle. Her legs were spread wide and Dave moved between them, positioned his cock at the entrance to Jana's body and then pushed himself in. The smile on Jana's face and the joyful squeal she gave when Dave entered her shocked me. My wife was a wanton slut and I never knew.. My husband and I have been married for many years and have reached the age where we can no longer do some of the things we used to do.. (Especially him ED is a terrible thing with age – I tell him he wore it out when younger) He told me that writing about the past has helped him relive the incident. I have found this to be the case. In thinking back to the incident in order to write about it I did get wet. In most cases we have photos to help us remember. We cant show them here because of the.