She was the one that brought up the topic of whether I fancied girls and then she had backtracked when I asked her why she was asking. She blushed, mo...ed on to talk about boys and the topic was never revisited.The ten minutes were now down to eight. My heart was pounding. Fuck it, I had to take the chance. I felt scared and I didn’t know whether my actions would be returned or rejected. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a scream.“Rebecca…” my mum shouted up the stairs.“Yeahhhh” I shouted. Exactly 9 o clock the doorbell rang. There she was.While i opened the door she jumped and wrapped he arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I walked her inside and closed the door with my food. I took her to the bedroom where i put her down, landing her feet on top of mine. I held my finger to her lips. "Talking has never been our strongest point" "tonight no other friends, no excuses no words" i said. She laughed and nodded submissively.I picked her up again and threw her on the. We both need to find out if we are doing the right thing. As you know I am married to Grace and nobody is going to replace her in my heart."You probably know that I also make love with Kim and Cathy. They are permanent until such time as they find someone else. Grace and I have a very open marriage where she does not mind my sleeping with other women; in fact, she even encourages me at times."What I'm trying to say is that, when and if we make love, you will not be replacing them. If you can. To my surprise, it was not a JW or a Girl Scout or some solicitor.It was Trudy, wife of my best friend Brad.Now, Brad and I had known one another since middle school; we'd attended separate colleges, but we'd been in one another's orbits for most of the time since we'd met. He'd married Trudy three years earlier; she'd known my wife Audrey, at least well enough to mourn her passing six months later.Trudy and I had never clicked, not as such. We were both very attached to Brad, and there was no.