“I’m stubborn like that.”“I hate this,” she said through clenched teeth. “I don’t want tae feel it.”“And you thought you’d just dr...nk and fuck it all away?” Will smiled sadly. “It’s a sailor tradition,” Belita shrugged. “Oh, I know. I’ve done it a few times myself,” Will said, giving her another small squeeze.He made a fist and thumped him in the chest again. “So why are ye so damn unhelpful?”Will pulled back to look her in the face. “Because I know it doesn’t work.”Belita’s eyes started to. Mom and Dad were sitting in the front room. Mom launched herself at me. "I'm sorry." she said, wrapping me in her arms. I admit hearing "I'm sorry" is much better than hearing "go away".I hugged her tight. "I'm sorry, I hurt you. I love you." I know you do. I love you too." She lifted her gaze to me. "Please, forgive me."I kissed her forehead. "Always and forever." She took my hand and led me to the couch. Still holding her hand, I sat between her and Dad.Mom looked at me. "I was totally wrong. "she screamed when she saw me and passed out I pulled him up off the floor. He was conscious, but unable to move i pushed him against the dresser and said " now you listen to me, and listen good, you will only hear this once ok"? "I am Mandy's husband" he looked at me like the proverbial cat with the canary. I continued "was this thing here your idea or Mandy's"? "It was my idea ,she said she had. Pushing her panties off and pulling her dress over her head, she laid back on the bed, just inches from where I stood. Spreading her legs and pointing down at the trail of cum across her bush she whispered “Ok sweetie how about you cleaning this up for me.” As he turned back toward the bathroom, she stopped him “No baby, I don’t mean with a towel or a washcloth. I want you to lick it all up. Lick me clean baby.” Stan looked at her like he wasn’t liking the idea. Judy snapped at him “Hey, did.