I still had no idea how to go about showing off my clothes by the time we got home.Philip helped me carry all the bags inside and up to my room, he gr...nned at me as he headed for his room with his book. It took me a few minutes to unpack all the bags and remove the shop labels, the last thing out of a bag was the thong. Leaving the clothes laid out on the bed I set about the ritual Saturday chores, all the while thinking of ways to show myself off to my son.Later that evening, as we sat in the. “No, I feel like I've disappointed myself. Ever since Paul left I've been trying to figure out what made me treat him like that. I even tried going to a counselor.” “How did that work out?” “Not well, I kept feeling like she was judging me.” “Was she?” “No, I think I was judging myself.” “We have a tendency to be our roughest critics.” “I think I deserve some rough criticism.” “Let's forget about judgment and criticism. Tell me what you think happened.” “The cuckolding part was easy. After I. ‘Hi, Jeff, how is everything? I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye properly or how much I was going to miss you.’ ‘I miss you too, and I’m sure Jeffery misses his mommy.’ I put the phone next to Jeffery’s ear so he could hear his mommy’s voice. He smiled but I don’t know if he even knew it was her. ‘Jeff, my mom isn’t feeling very good and she and dad are coming home tomorrow. It’s just a cold but she says she feels miserable. I talked with Nicole and she and Marty said I could stay with them. The more time went on, the drunker the approaches were. When no was trying to talk to me, I kept my eyes down on my phone just as a distraction to kill time.“Hi!” I heard a girl say, which made me look up from the phone. “Sorry, I just wanted to let you know the headlights are on,” she said, motioning down with her eyes.“Oh! Thank you,” I said, feeling my cheeks blush some. “Do you know where the bathroom is?”“Yeah, right over there,” she said, pointing.I navigated the crowd and made my way to.