You wanna order in tonight?”“Sure, whatever you like,” he responded. “How was last night?”“SO MUCH FUN,” I said. “It’s been so long ...ince me and the girls hung out.” I had scripted the lie in my head and rehearsed it over and over. “Actually, you remember my friend Anita? She messaged us last night because she found out that we all went out and didn’t invite her. And now she’s upset.”“Anita ... that’s one of your friends from uni right? Why wouldn’t you invite her?” he asked, half. Started chatting up a knockout little girl while sittin' on the sofa. As the party shrank down, I was having a really unexpected success with this woman (she was wayyyy out of my league, and I knew it ... figured well, hell, the sun even shines on a dog's ass once in a while, so might as well go with it!) We'd been getting progressively more touchy feely as the drinks kicked in and before lone I was necking with this gorgeous youngster. SHE had placed my hands under her loose blouse and bra,. He led them inside, and as they passed the reception desk, he remarked to the lady on duty, “My wonderful daughters!”She took this in with a smile, then did some mental calculation. No way could he have fathered these girls, especially with one of pure middle eastern or east Indian looks. She correctly guessed at adoption, and was happy that such a young man could take on such responsibilities.“Do you need your room key, sir?” she asked politely, but was told, “No thanks. My ladies are around. I hesitated to mention it, but the only solution seemed to be for Neil and me to accompany Jason and his son to the petting zoo. I took Neil aside to discuss it just between the two of us. I honestly didn’t know how Neil would respond to my idea. Would he be upset, as it would eat into our time together? Or would he be excited at another opportunity for us to spend time with Jason, even in this innocent family setting?In the end, his response wasn’t one I didn’t predict. I’d thought if I had to.