Colt: "Matt, Kris needs you again."My eyes rolled: "What is it this time?" He's just got booked for DUI."The funny thing was I could hear Kris's voice...in the background. "Oh ishe? Hope he sobers up and can make it back."The next voice I heard was Kris: "Having fun?" Yes, we are until you called." Don't wear Corey's ass out, Matt. I was calling to fuck with you." I haven't yet but it is still early. Bye Kris!"I hung up with Corey snickering. "They couldn't leave us alone, couldthey?" No, they. Neither of us spoke for a few minutes, and I considered gettingup and walking out."Jamie, look at me." She said. I didn't move. I was scared of what shewould say. "Jamie, look at me, please?" She sounded close to tears."Shane has spent the last ten minutes telling me to stop being aselfish bitch, his exact words, and that none of this is your fault, toapologise to you, and for me to quote get my shit in order unquote."I looked up at her in amazement."What did he say?"She heaved a sigh. "I will. I had only seen a Playboy up until that point and this was so much hotter and more revealing. I stash bag in my backpack and push under my bed and finish making it.As were each getting ready for bed I called him over to show him what I found. Holy shit!! Where did you find this he asked, I told him how I found it while making my bed. He starts slipping through his eyes widening with each new page. He sits on my bed and starts rubbing himself through his PJs, I told him to stand up I dropped my. I kept walking, noise got louder. I found something that could be a top, a bitchy one. I knew what I'll see but I kept walking anyway. I found a huge bra, I just kicked it off my way. The sound were coming from my dad's home office. Doors weren't completley closed so I could see whats inside. My dad having sex with a younger woman. I wasn't suprised. Rich people are stereotyped to have a lots of affairs. None of them had ever proved that this stereotype is wrong. He was a big man. He had.