I also left you with some questions that were on my mind. This chapter will answer some of them. The next morning when I got up I went down to get som... breakfast, my dad was at the kitchen table. My mom was in bed as she worked the night shift at the hospital last night. I fixed myself some cereal and I sat across from my dad. He was reading the morning paper he stopped reading it when I sat down as he looked my way. Morning daddy did you sleep well last night? I asked with that evil little. No appropriate tags, so I chose the closest I could)Another dull, boring day of buying, selling, and trading, on the Dow Jones and NASDAQ, had wound to a close. Finally, I was able to drive home, and kick my feet up for two days. My wife was away on business of her own, and, as much as I missed her, I'd do my best to enjoy these few days without her. I pulled into the driveway, and went into the house. I decided only to change into comfortable clothes, so I could do the few chores I had to make. When I came out later neither one said anything about it, Mom ask if I was feeling OK and if had my homework done.Later that night mom and dad fucked real loud in their room too and I was listening to them, mom was saying yesss fuck me with your large cock, dad was saying how much he loved fucking her tight cunt. Chan they were louder then I ever heard them before and I was on the floor outside their door finger fucking my cunt and my ass.Chan I know you think I shouldn't but I would really. While they never officially divorced, she said that she could not live in a house where her daughter was unwelcome. I was the only one who stayed with Dad. I suppose my loyalty to him stemmed from the bond he and I had strengthened during my childhood. He was proud of me when I told him I wanted to become a writer. He had been a writer, also, and while journalism had not brought him riches, he insisted that it had brought him contentment.If Rayya had not called me that night, then I likely.