I smiled as I thought about the idea of belonging to Kyle and being his slut. I didn’t particularly care for the term, but when it came to my broth...r, I was more than willing to be what most people felt was wrong. After all, if loving sex made me a slut, I was one, at least I was happy to be my brother’s slut.“I wonder how many girls feel the way I do about their lovers?” I asked myself. The question would go unanswered for the time being. Content with my new place in life, I. " What about the other fifty?" There's some as come a couple of times a month and spend thirty five quid a go and others once a month and spend the same. Then there's people like Mike who come in lunchtime on Saturdays and Sundays and spend twelve or fifteen quid each day on beer." Right, so we've got twenty pensioners spending twenty-two quid, four forty. Let's say forty couples come in for a meal, twenty of them twice so that's two thousand one hundred and then we've got ten spending fifteen. " The doctor continued quickly, "I know this is a little unconventional, but if you'll think about it, it makes perfect sense."Trying to hide her surprise, Lisa nodded. "I suppose it does make sense, Dr. Stapp. Although I have to admit I'm a little uncomfortable with the idea. But I suppose if Kevin would feel more comfortable with me, then it would be okay." She looked at her son questioningly.Kevin's blush showed his embarrassment with the topic, but a quick nod from him told the adults he. You are so busy with the business, and you don’t even have any friends!Me: You don’t even want a second marriage because you want only me in your life. Now, where is your freedom? Where is your happiness? Don’t you see that I want you to be happy? If something we did, made you happy, I want to know about it!Me: That’s why I asked you, mom, but I see that this is giving you a hard time. This is the first time I’m seeing you cry after dad passed away. I don’t like it at all. I will stop asking.