"Marionville? Well I'm from Springfield, just up the road from you! I've been to Marionville a few times!" she said surprised."Wow! We're almost neigh...ors, then!" I said. We talked a little bit about back home. Sam (she told me to call her Sam since Samantha was such a mouthful!) hadn't been home since she started school there, and wanted to catch up on the latest news. Well I didn't know too much about Springfield, but I told her about Marionville and that was good enough for her. We talked. My whole body is feeling it now. The magnificent climax has taken me over. I never want it to stop, oh yes, don't let it ever end! Then suddenly you pull the crop away.I am panting now, a layer of sweat covers my body. You walk around to the front of me and look down at me. You grab my chin and pull my head up so I am looking at you. Quickly my head clears from the orgasm that just rocked my brain. I can see the anger in your eyes. A coldness that I had not seen before. I know I am in trouble.. “If that were true, we wouldn’t have had to change our name.”I looked at Dad, then at Mum, then back at Dad. They both kept looking at me. They were sort of leaning towards each other a little bit – not a lot, it was tiny bit of a lean. It was as if they were supporting each other – or maybe they were each waiting for the other one to say something.“So what’s the real reason?”Dad shook his head. “Why are you suddenly asking about this now?”“I’m asking because about two weeks ago I found out. “You shouldn’t talk and drive on the phone,” I said.She gave me a look as she said, “Hello, Ms. Petrov.”Hearing her talk to her boss reminded me of what I had been trying to figure out earlier. How to make her overcome her guilt she was feeling with having sex with her female boss. Getting that squared with her Christian belief.Only, it was her guilt that she was feeling for me, wasn’t it?“Yes, I got that done, Ms. Petrov,” Mom said, her voice neutral. Not much passion considering she was.