”Bethany giggled, “She’s engaged to Howard! So I know it’s not THAT!”“No, Miss ‘Mind in the Gutter’, it’s not that!”It wasn’t TH...T with HER, but it was THAT. But Bethany didn’t need to know.“You, Steve Adams, are going to sit on the Board of Directors of the Foundation? Seriously?”“Seriously. But that’s not all. On Wednesday night I had a meeting with one of our important customers, a real over-the-top, type-A personality who is often a jerk. I simply TOLD him to write a check to the Foundation. And what would you have done if you'd succeeded?'Page 9. 'I.. I..' She stuttered slightly. Something told her to fess up. She felt it might be a turning point, and if she was ever going to get me to turn her loose, now wasn't the time to compound a lie I sensed she had told. 'I. I'm sorry. Yes. I'm really afraid. I really am. I may not be showing it, but I'm almost terrified. Think about it. Please. Please, put yourself in my place. What I've been through and what you've put me. I reluctantly stayed put, adjusting myself inside my boxer briefs as they did their final stretches and turned off the cameras. She hobbled around gingerly, and I asked if she needed some ice or ibuprofen. She told me she had Ice pads in the freezer, so I went and grabbed them for her. My grandma and aunt were asleep, or at least almost so, on the couch. I walked back to Liv's room and she was sitting by the window, holding a rig to smoke wax weed concentrate. I raised my eyebrows and chuckled.. Unfortunately, the sex with my son was so spontaneous, there had been no chance to discuss it at all. Would he go for the idea of doing it with me again? I was pretty sure about that one. But, would he be willing to do it with Dad watching? I had no idea there.I waited several days to talk to him about it. He was clearly embarrassed to discuss having had sex with his mother. He acted as though it was a bad thing, that it was his fault and that he had sone something wrong. I assured him that the.