We’re all struggling with how to handle this type of situation and our interrelationships. But he was concerned about you. Are you okay? That was re...lly intense. You know I was really kind of anticipating this being like the porn movies where guys just cum and then move on. You are taking this to another level to seemingly ensure their total satisfaction. Why?”“Sir, this is your party. The enjoyment everyone experiences or not reflects on you as the host. I intend to have their experience to be. "Amanda," I sighed after a long pause to get my voice under control "I just could not believe it was you when I first turned on the tape." But did you like it?" she asked with an impish grin."God help me," I sighed lowering my head in shame "but I loved it. I shouldn't be feeling this way about watching you being...being..." Fucked?" Amanda supplied as I faltered."Yes...fucked." I breathed.I was aware of my daughter leaning forward to put her empty glass on the table. Reaching over she took my. I was in a hurry anyway and managed to kiss Jane away from the guests that were already here. I even got a chance to kiss all the rest in a bit of privacy. I had to throw all my things into a new backpack that I had bought but it was not as large as the suitcase.The sidewalks were slippery and I almost didn't make it to the bus station. Taxis took too long to get to the house.While on the bus, I spent my time trying to study but some people were going to Toronto to see a hockey game and were. ‘To be honest, none of it is really to my taste but as I don’t spend much time here anyway, it doesn’t matter.’ ‘Married to your job, huh?’ I murmured, only realising how thirsty I was when I noticed the cafetiere of coffee and the jug of orange juice in front of me, reaching for the latter and pouring myself a glass even as he headed back towards the kitchen area. He turned to shoot me a quizzical glance. ‘Who told you that?’ And then he groaned. ‘Caitlin.’ I swallowed my third gulp of orange.