" What the hell do you think I've been trying to tell you? If I didn't want to be like this I wouldn't have just sat by quietly and let you do it." Hu...? You didn't let me. It was like subliminals or something ... you shouldn't have known anything ... let me? Shit, mom, what happened?"My mother was smiling now. "I'd say you fucked up. So I'm leaving and will let you two work this out." You can't go! What if I can't do this?" You don't need me any more, and whatever it is that you have to do .... Paula’s body moved under him, signaling that she, too, was responding. When the kiss ended, Bobby got to his feet and reached out his hand. Paula took it, he pulled her to her feet, then led her to her bedroom. This time it wasn’t going to be a wild session on the sofa. He wanted her in a bed. Paula, flushed a little and still breathing hard, gazed at him with her lovely wide blue eyes. Once they were in Paula’s bedroom, Bobby grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head. She. Trystan took to setting the table for the dinner right after he cleanedup after lunch as the month went on.After lunch, Trystan returned to his cleaning while he simultaneouslybegan to prepare for the nights' dinner. It was during the afternoonsthat Trystan also went shopping in his male clothing when the needarose as well.As dinner time neared each night, Natalie made Trystan assist her asshe dressed for dinner. Trystan enjoyed serving as his wife's lady'smaid and helped her into her dresses. Claire gave a simple nod. Liam firmly let his wife know it was time to go. The trio retreated to their car and drove to the couple's home. Claire approached the doorway first, slowly unlocking the door. The two lagging behind her, holding hands and giggling as they caught up. Liam locked the doorway behind them as they entered the home. He escorted his wife to that mahogany door. She stood before him and watched him open up each lock. Her heart beating loudly with each sound of the opening.