People were furious.Tracey demanded a divorce. She promised not to tell anyone about her husband. She closed her successful practice and moved to Nash...ille where she joined a prestigious litigation firm. She took Amber with her.Ritchie was basically excommunicated from the White clan.The two lost touch.Ten years ago, Les reached out to Ritchie. They laughed and talked as usual.Les had changed a bit. He sounded more depressed about life in general. Ritchie had always wondered about the decision. I do charity work, I recycle stuff, I care about the environment. But oh, just once, I want to be a slut.My fantasy involves Bob and Ben, the garbage men. Both of them are well built and hairy and look at me with such lust I'm surprised I have any clothes left. In my fantasy I invite them in for a cup of coffee.But Bob and Ben have other things on their mind. Bob strips off down to his underpants. I am surprised by just how hairy he is and what an incredibly large bulge there is in his budget. Then I asked, "Where did you go?" To Tedi's house." Tedi was his regular high school girl friend. He had told me of their open sex many times. They both enjoyed sex with others as well as each other. Then Jimmy said, "I went over to her house cause I needed to get laid. I wasn't sure she would be there but she was. So was her Mom, her Dad was out. Her Mom went upstairs and Tedi and I started making out on the couch. We had fucked many times like that with one or both of her parents upstairs.. “Initially, it was almost too much to digest. I remained in the little maid’s room for several days, not thinking anything of it. It was Helen and George who finally moved me into the master bedroom that had been Mr. Thrower’s. They were comfortable in their room and it was nearly identical, anyway. That, of course, was the room that Dori now has. The house, the estate, had been Mr. Thrower. Even in his illness, the place was him. Without him, it seemed without the character it once had. It.