I quickly turn off the computer screen but I panic he saw what was on.He asks what that was and I say facebook. Then I hear a moan fromthe speakers an... realize the speakers are still on. I quickly turn them off.He starts laughing.Steven: What was that?Me: A stupid pop up.Steven: Are you watching sex?Me: What?I start to fake laugh.He tries to turn on the screen but it shove his arm away. Then he starts choking me. I escape his attack and start play wrestling him. He was havingfun because he was. I didn’t want to tell Aurora the truth (yet), but I knew that I would never lie to her.“We didn’t really have much of a chance to talk about you the other night. Phillip said that you were completing a PhD., but I didn’t get much more in the way of details.”She smiled, an indication that she was enjoying her PhD. work, something not shared by all candidates.“My degree will be in French 17th Century history, specifically about the court of Louis XIV and the life of the royal courtiers living at. "you know I actually brought something for this occasion. you don't have to drink it but thus will still give you a taste of what its like to be wealthy". my mom watches as Ms.Love pulles a big canister of white liquid and put it on the kitchen table."this is high class seman and when your rich you could drink this every day". Ms.Love said smirking pouring herself a glass and gulping it down. my mom face was still digusted but with a slight hint of wonder and amazement. as the dinner continued. “That long?” I thought it’d been longer.“She ever … mention it?”“No. Why?” I looked at him.His face was flushed. He shrugged. “Just wondering.”I sipped my beer. He sipped his. Another few moments passed.Chris said, “Do you think … would she … would you … do you all want to … I don’t know … try again?”I looked at him. I didn’t say anything. He was looking at my wife, glancing from her to me kinda furtively. “You want to fuck my wife, Chris?” I asked.He took a big drink from his bottle, wiped his.