"Calm down, Mom. No one is mad at anyone. I told Joe and I'm telling you - I'm happy that Joe is the one that makes you happy. I know how good he is s... I know that you are having some wonderful fun." Hush, dear. Julie might hear you." Here is something I wish you had when we were kids, Mom. Julie is open with me about ANY subject, and lately I started to fill her in on things that kids usually don't hear. Did you understand what we are talking about, Julie?"My cute daughter blushed. "I'm not. I had enjoyed sampling some of Norton’s seemingly endless supply of girls. But I was now looking forward to being reunited with Helena. I had breakfast with Norton again, and I thanked him for his hospitality.He told me he was happy I had come to visit. His wife was in love with her new jewellery. Also, he had spoken with a few of his girls I had fucked, and they all seemed happy that they had gotten to sleep with a man other than Norton for a change. He told me if I was ever in the area again. She looked as beautiful as before, smiling pleasantly. As she sat on the couch beside Greg, she whispered to him, "Thanks. I just need the catharsis."His eyes and smile said "Your welcome."The three of them conversed about life in general. Sarah did not believe Greg when he had said that his dad didn't smile, but sure enough, he didn't smile while they talked. He was pleasant and an easy conversationalist – no grunting – but he seemed very serious. At least, talking to Greg's dad did not stress. Tammie walked away, smiling.Saturday afternoon, I took my girls to the Westerly, accompanied by my cousin Betty. Three-fifty came and went; I was walking around with the girls, who seemed a tad bewildered, looking at the shops and grabbing a very late-afternoon (to my mind) Baskin-Robbins cone.As we walked around the small pavilion, I noticed a woman roughly matching Tammie's description. We approached her cautiously."Carlie?" I said.She turned to face me, then focused on the girls, and back to.