Zack looked down at me with a smirk on his face and said yeah boy I know exactly what you are. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and stepped away fr...m me. ‘Don’t worry bitch boy we will soon come to an understanding that will make you very happy and keep the pictures somewhat private. Now get the fuck out of here. Walk into that locker room proud that you still have some of my cum on your face. ‘Walking out of the shower room I passed two guys I didn’t know coming in they gave me funny looks. Eddie nodded but seemed disappointed. He walked back towards the bedroom window to leave. As I watched him climb down the tree, I turned back to my computer and stared at the monitor.From my bed I could smell tonight's dinner--spinach gnocchi with sweet sauce. I walked out from my bedroom and headed for the top of the stairs. I froze when I realized that my parents were talking in the kitchen--talking about me. Even though I couldn't see them from where I was, I could still hear them.Dad was. He's big, and burly, with his Dad's abundance of dark hair. With the typical contrariness of youth, it looks like he's going to follow his Dad's career as well. A while ago he asked me the kind of questions about his birth parents' lives that it was very difficult to answer. I decided to write this memoir for him. He isn't squeamish, but he'll be embarrassed by the sex. He's known about our S&M devotion since he was eighteen, because I insisted we told him. Thankfully he's open-minded enough to. I'd get to him later. He poured himself a drink and made himself comfortable in my easy chair. He turned on the TV. "Kelli, I want an answer!" Oh Kenny, what do you expect me to say? Of course, I love you. You're like...I don't know, my best friend or something." Your best friend?! Kelli, I'm your husband! Your lover!" No more asswipe," Carlos said from the easy chair. He'd pushed it back, his feet up."Tell him to leave," I demanded of my wife. "Tell him you want him to go. Now." I can't do.