The fight that ensued was all about hate and anger. And because I was holding a lot back since we got married I was in no mood to listen to his little...shitty reasons for being upset. I wasn't going to let him whine and cry and bluster. He however threatened to take the kids away from me and he was blackmailing me with the pictures.One thing I am good at is letting things go. One thing I am bad at is being cornered. I let loose on him 12 years of hate and anger spewed forth in twenty minutes of. He found her lying in Rachel's arms, still sleeping, and still smiling. Steve swapped places with Rachel, and told her he'd see her for dinner.A few minutes after Rachel left, Susan stirred in Steve's arms. He kissed her, and told her how happy he was that he'd made her feel so good. "I love you," he told her. "I think I'm falling in love with all of you. I worry that I won't be able to be there enough for all of you, though. How do I snuggle ten women at once?"Susan hugged him, and said,. It woke all of them up acouple of times in the night.By 9 o'clock in the morning, standard get up time for a Sunday morningin this household, there was stirrings coming from Mel's room. The housewas particularly large, rented out from Mel's rich father. It had 6bedrooms, a steal in the suburban sprawl, a room for each and every oneof them. Mel stretched out, and struggled to fight the oncomingwakening.It was the stretching that first clued him into the fact that somethingwas not as it should. Their need to rebel against whatever middle-class traumas their parents threw at them often resulted in them needing to be taken in hand by an older, more experienced woman and, for want of a better word, fucked in a way their teenage boyfriends just couldn’t do.This girl would be dirty, I imagine, feeling my panties dampen as I visualise her. Her blouse unbuttoned, titties scooped out of her bra, bright pink nipples hard, quivering with excitement. Her lips parted, panting with desire. Her.