. my!” Amy blushed a little, seeing her ex-boyfriend be pleasured by a man and woman at once.The look of absolute bliss on her ex’s face told Amy ... great deal, of course. He was still and clearly always would be bi. That was fine now. She just missed and loved him. She missed his down-home, if not always wholesome, cooking, his keen sense of fun and humor, his playful ways in and out of bed, his ability to soothe and heal, his pampering of her. She had thrown that away in a pique of. He seemed to like having me in the room when he did it. Mom seemed to enjoy it too.Several weeks later Bobby stopped coming by. Linda said that he had found another girl and her mother to fuck.By then I had turned fourteen, Linda was sixteen and Mom was thirty-seven. Then without Bobby coming around any more I took over his duties.Linda did not say a word that first night when I followed her into her bedroom after Mom had sent us to bed. She even accepted the fact that I was undressing her.. I found her totally enchanting and full of little surprises. Then we went to the movies. I surprised her by asking her to pick the movie out. She said, “You’re really trying to score points aren’t you? Let me guess so you can score latter right?” I said, “No I don’t really care what we do as long as we do it together. I like your company. I want you to pick the movie ‘cause I’ll be happy seeing anything as long as I’m seeing it with you.” She thought for a brief moment, her bullshit detector. "Well, come on. Dinner's ready, you can think about me for awhile." You know I do, baby." I smiled at her and I'd fallen in love with Amy when she'd been all of twelve years old.We'd been together over ten years and married for almost four. As soon as she'd turned eighteen we were standing in front a judge. I wouldn't have married her if she didn't understand me so well; if she didn't love me so much. I loved her too, but not like I used to. Amy was older now and changed. She was all grown up.