You are the remaining son. Now you are the heir of all this. The title, Stanhope, all of this.’ He made a sweeping gesture with his arm. The silence...in the room was deafening. It lasted almost a minute. Charles broke the silence. ‘Who else knows, Father?’ ‘No one else.’ ‘I’ll tell Alice and then Catherine. Will you tell Mother?’ He put his hand on his father’s shoulder. ‘Yes, I will.’ Deep within his grief, his Lordship noticed one thing. Charles recovered from the initial shock and began to. “Yes a bit nervous honestly. I thought I’d be a little more relaxed than this honestly. But I think I’ll be OK,” I replied. “You just think you will be?” Pam asked. “Yes. But just be a little patient with me, I’ll be OK,” I replied. Then she did something I didn’t expect at all. She kissed me on the cheek. I was beyond surprised by that. Where did that come from exactly? “Whoa, what was that Pam?” I asked. “That was a kiss on your cheek. I thought you might like it. I know you are still nervous. She was a redhead with short straight hair and big brown eyes, and she was a little shorter than he was. She looked hot in a plain white blouse and tight jeans."I've been watching you," she went on, "and I can tell you're not gay." I, er, well," he continued his end of the dialog."So what's your story?" she persisted."I, uhm," he continued keeping the discourse alive."Listen, I'm an egalitarian girl. Why don't you buy me a drink, and I'll buy you one? Deal?" I guess so," he replied his first. When I next saw Carol, she quietly told me that several of the guys had been gathered around Sue. It was obvious they had been fucking my wife. Carol had told them that the boat had broken down. Sue had said, “Well that’ll keep him occupied for a couple of hours. Come on boys, who is next? You’ve got a hot pussy here to satisfy. Pull up a seat Carol and learn what life is all about. Maybe you would like to clean me after they have finished.” Carol never told me if she joined in but I suspect.