What the fuck?”Mel played defense, pushing the blame Nick’s way. “Hey, I was surprised you took off with Tina, but I didn’t make a big deal of...it. You know Nick’s just exaggerating. You also know how jealous he gets, how manipulative he can be when it comes to you. He’s just trying to get at me.” Mel was faking it here, grabbing for straws, but he knew that Nick was worse at hiding his feelings than Mel was. “Did I want you to come home with me? Of course. That will always be always. And. It was nothing for him to look at her and say things like, " Damn you're a fat fucking pig," or " I wish you would learn to fuck so I didn't have to go out and find pussy."The one that really hurt Mom was, " I guess I could fuck you in the ass so, I don't have to see your face."Many night I sat up, holding Mom, rocking her and telling her he was wrong. That she was a pretty lady and that Dad was just a ass hole.I wanted to tell her that I loved her as a woman and not as a mother. To show her. She raised her hand and felt him grasp her breast, squeezing it and rubbing the nipple with his palm. She heard another moan and knew that if she opened her eyes she’d see the other woman rubbing herself and squeezing her own breast.She again ignored it and retreated to her imagination. Her old boyfriend was thrusting into her and groaning, playing with her tits, and her own hand was running the other woman’s clitoris while she kissed her…Amy gasped in shock, both at the image she’d just. She appeared to have continued to excell, while he had peaked back then. I thought I might have stepped up a rung or two myself.My wife mouthed "do her," and wandered off with her friends. Dan went to the bar to "network and peddle insurance." Joannne and I continued to reminisce."I know you crushed on me in school," she said, "but you never made a move. I remember all those double dates with Dawn. She had to drive. You sat up front, me in back with my current jock. I had to listen so often,.