And, before I foolishly told my dad that we were sleeping together, he was sure as well. He’s actually been a lot better about it in the last few we...ks. I think my mom has been working on him and it’s been fairly successful. He’ll be upset about us living together, for sure, but Mom thinks he’ll be fine once it’s clear that we’re permanent.”“You mean getting engaged, or actually getting married?” I asked.“Married. Engagements can be broken,” Kara said.“Sadly, so can marriages. But I don’t. ” As Elizabeth was listening, what could I say? “That would be wonderful, darling.” Jessica and Elizabeth continued their girl talk in the taxi. In fact, the only time I was asked to contribute anything was when Elizabeth remembered it was my birthday and said she was sorry to have broken up my wife’s and my special evening out. She immediately resumed yakking about an upcoming tennis tournament. Once we got back to the house, Jessica told me to go to the kitchen and get a bottle of. I had to think it through more than once to convince myself that it had really happened - or my imagination at work in some other way. The air was full of the smell of coffee and bacon, and though this would normally stir my appetite, I was completely distracted by my thoughts.My reverie was dispelled by a sharp yell from Uncle Dick, warning me to get myself downstairs for breakfast or he would throw it out. I brushed my teeth quickly, pulled on my usual shorts and t-shirt, and started down the. Nancy may come by, too.”“Stud fees are extra,” I teased and pecked on her lips. She grinned.“Man whore,” she teased back.“I’ll tell you about the weekend over lunch. You don’t know how right you are.”She laughed, “I already talked to Stacy this morning, although briefly. You need to invite me to all your orgies. You know I’m always up for stuff like that. Come on to lunch. I want the fuck-by-fuck recounting of the entire weekend.”We had lunch at a Thai restaurant near the office building, and.