Patti caught Jess and held him. He struggled to get loose. "Did you have fun being the only boy with three lovely ladies?"Jess blushed, and wouldn't a...swer her. Patti looked at me. I knew what she was inferring; in ten years my little boy would be Cotton's age. How would I react if a neighbor lady let him dip his pen in her inkwell?I thanked her for coming. We kissed farewell, and I put my children to bed.Patti had been a big help. She had convinced me to do the right thing. All I had to do now. “No big deal,” said Marc. “Shit like this happens. Better it happen now than later tonight.”“Yeah, I guess,” Ashley said as she stood up and stretched, her tight shirt being pulled even tighter across her lovely 32 B sized breasts. Of course, the sight of this instantly grabbed Marc’s attention.“So,” Marc said as he stared at the woman he loved. “We got about ten minutes to kill before we respawn…”“Yeah?” Ashley said. She then looked at Marc and saw the look in his eyes. It was a look she knew. I could tell she had spent some time on her makeup though. She had lipstick, eyeshadow, makeup, and her body was covered in glitter. She pulled on a pair of very high heels and scooted very close to me in the limo.We pulled up at a club and Joyce shot out of the limo like a cannon. I could barely catch up to her. By the time I got to her side she was with a group of about 12 Thai girls that she either new or had already made friends with. They scooped out a drink from a huge barrel behind. I never wanted to do that horrid thing in the first place. It just happened. And now here I was doing something even worse in order to cover up that first time. This was all madness.When I got home I was too humiliated to see Mom, ran into my bedroom and locked the door. I realized I still had the envelope in my hand. Why hadn’t I thrown it out on the way home? Maybe I was afraid someone might happen upon it, even tho it was in the garbage. It felt safer in my hands. But I knew I would have to.