Any neutral observer would have seen a very tall heavily built man about six foot four inches moving like an athlete. He was dressed in white cotton s...mmer holidays trousers and loose long kurta with open leather slip-ons. He had thick curly hair combed back. There was no hint of grey yet. He knew by fifty he would be grey very quickly as his father had. His forty-five years were barely noticeable. He had a face easily called immensely handsome- a legacy from his father. His broad shoulders and. From now on you may fuck the cunt once a week atthe motel, like we arranged.” “Her parents said I could come there and spend thenight…”“No way, Jose. Get those underpants off. You will do itmy way or not at all. Look do you want to stay marriedto this bitch?” “Yes, sir, I really love her.” “Then we’ll do things my and Ed’s way!” “Damn straight!” Ed was pawing at his crotch, lookingat the kids hot naked body.. .." Becky said nervously."Mom's not joining us for breakfast," Matt said as the two of them sat down at the table. "She uh ... she's tired." Mr Evans and Becky stayed quiet. "Well aren't you going to say something?" Matt..." his father began. "What happened before? With that man? Who was he? Who were those girls you were with?" Matt, do you want me to order them to forget it all?" Sophie asked her boyfriend."No... ," Matt sighed. "We have to come clean sooner or later. Dad, Becky, Sophie and I. A bit startled by this I stopped and looked behind me to see if she had actually done what I quite clearly saw her do, but she was already gone having entered the washroom. After a moments pause I decided to think nothing of it, so I shrugged it off and went back to my office to finish up some of the paper work I that had left before lunch.An hour or two later as I was just finish up my paperwork I looked up as she walked by my open door, our eyes connected and she winked once more. This time I.