I would be judged a horrible mother and lose my k**s forever.” She thought horrified at those consequences.She thought of confronting him and kickin... him out of the house but then she remembered that this is not her house and he would probably kick her and Marissa out. The only thing she could do then for the safety of Marissa was leave the house but only recently was she able to pay off everything and she has no money to start over let alone take care of her daughter. The only place she has to. His cheeks flushed pink in thoughts of Satoma, a spiteful part wishing to tell Christoph all of the sordid little details of how he had not only made love to the vampyre, but dared to really 'love' him. Yet a forceful jerk on his shirt collar pulled him back to reality, forcing him to remain upright on his knees as Christoph held him tightly."Your face is so beautiful when you blush ... You little bloody whore. What did they do with you?" N-nothing, let me go, let me-!" Don't lie to me!". The lie was that they didn'tknow I'd been forced to change careers. I'd never told them the truth.Initially they were a little incredulous that someone in the GraphicDesign world would have to work on December twenty-fifth, but I managedto convince them, without admitting to them I got laid off lastFebruary. I honestly didn't want them to think I was a failure.And now the big day was here.The stores were closed, for the one and only day of the year that theycould spare. Such was the power of. If swinging was your thing, at least you enjoyed it, right?" "Yeah, I guess we did." Again, the stupid in me came out and I asked another question, "How long did you both swing?" Gene look at me directly in the eye and answered, "We did it for over 20 years." I just sat there, feeling stupid yet again. "Hey, Mike, don't let it embarrass you, too. It was something we got into and had a wonderful time. We do it at least 3 or 4 times a week. Even got to where we had 'regular' members we liked.