Are there any problems at home that I don't know about? Is that why you've been out of sorts lately?" Oh come on, Marty, Tina and I have been married ...ourteen years and we've got three children." What the hell's that got to do with the price of apples?" Marty demanded."When kids come along Marty, relationships kinda suffer a bit." They do? I find that surprising. I'd say all they did was strengthen Jetta and my relationship. Yeah, things had to change a bit, but if anything we're closer now. We went downstairs in the cellar. Then into a room. In it there was a table for massages and yoga or something like that. She said go in the corner and close your eyes. I did so. Two minutes later she said ok come here. She was on the table naked. She had a folded towel over her breast and another one over her pussy. She said massage me. I was really happy because my punishment was touching her. I put lube on her that she gave me and started massaging her legs and hips and all that stuff. I got. They laughed a lot over that one. I think my father fucked the baby sitter, while my mother rested on a couch arm and gave me the strangest look. I didn't like the baby-sitter, I told her. Her only response was to lift her skirt up, she never wore underwear, and told me not to judge in ignorance. Her eyes swirled with alcohol inspired lust. The next day, she and dad refused to admit anything had happened with the baby-sitter. They went to great lengths to assure me they hadn't hired that. “Then your Frank said summat odd. He said I should’ve been in the movies. I just shook me head. I can’t imagine me being in Hollywood with all them fancy actors. Best stick with me old herd, I said.” “Probably for the best,” said Vera, her flush spreading downwards, and deciding she’d heard far too much for one day. “So what do you want to do with the pills now then, Tom?”“Tha may’s well chuck ‘em out, lass. Can’t sees how they gonna be any good to me. Unless tha wants to slip one into Frank’s.