We went back inside the house, got ourselves some tea, and sat together on a couch to drink it and talk some more.There was still one major point that...I just couldn’t work up the courage to directly ask Mel about. It seemed kind of putting her down, appearing mistrustful, and I didn’t want to do that.In her Atlanta persona she’d done a whole number of threesomes, being fucked by two guys in succession, being screwed by one while sucking the other’s cock. She’d even participated in a few. After they got married my mom came and picked me up to meet my new family, it was awkward to say the least. I'd grown through several years of my youth on my own. Now in the new house with all my step brothers and sisters we had to share bedrooms, I was paired up with Willy, he was a couple years older than me - I think he felt as awkward about the arrangement as I did. Well one night Willy brought a buddy over to spend the night. I was already in bed when they came in. Their talking and. They often vacationed together. What many did not know was that on some of these vacations it was David and Laura sharing a room while Ted and Michelle shared another.Michelle’s mom was killed in a car accident during a bad winter storm. She never remarried knowing her husband had really not been killed in an accident and may still be alive. Certainly his case worker would let them know if something had happened.After the funeral they went to David and Michelle’s house. Michelle said quietly,. You rush me inside, and we spill idle chit-chat about our days over the clean air of your immaculate kitchen. You compliment my hair, or tell me I'm beautiful. That you missed me. The pet names you are so fond of slip off your lips and I feel like I'm home. "Baby" "Cutie" "Sex Kitten" "Hun" "Lover" all of them, somehow. All in a space as small as ten minutes. Food is offered, drinks. I don't care for any of it, I've missed you. I have spent this time surveying the canvas I had to leave behind,.