It was me this time. It was Dad last night. We can’t have a third time, alright? Promise me!”Finch shrugged, “I suppose...”“Finch...”“Fi...e. I promise I’ll be more careful.”“Logan?”The younger boy drew back his lips before muttering, “I promise.”Lauren stared at them in turn, then her face softened. “Look ... I know this is hard, alright? Believe me, I know. And ... I really wish we could all just get naked and do it until this place felt more friendly, okay? But we can’t risk that right now. If. All he did was stammer some thing about having to meet a client and that he would be gone for a few hours. He then went up stairs, showed, shaved put on his favorite cologne. The same cologne that I bought him for our anniversary. With out even a good bye, he headed out the door. I was pissed. "If that ass hole thinks he can make a fool out of me, then he has another thing coming. Time for revenge." I vowed as I went upstairs to prepare. I dug out our video recorder and put in fresh batteries. But when I checked my mobile I understood she was inside my room and was looking whether I was sleeping and tried to touch my penis with her hand when she achieved it she slowly fondling and went to her room. Even though I was sad there was a small happiness inside me. But later that night I found that someone was there in my room because the lights were on. And when I opened my eyes I found that it was my teena she told me that there were ant on her bed so she came in to the room to take a new. “I’m drinking screw-drivers… Want One?” I greedily accepted Ryan’s offer and, after several drinks, we decided to take the vodka and OJ up to Ryan’s room. Sitting on Ryan’s bed drinking, I noticed something I’m not sure I was supposed to.“Is that a naked dude on the cover of that magazine?” I exclaimed, noticing a glossy photo of a half naked man. The magazine was partially hidden under Ryan’s bed.“Oh shitt, yeah…” Ryan stuttered, trying to find the right words. “I’m not really ashamed of it,.