.. what you don't know won't get me grounded." Becky snickered. Now she was rubbing her mother's neck, working the tension away with her thumbs. "I do...'t know if I like your new hairdo, Mommy ... I think you got it cut too short." I sort of need it to be short, hon ... I've got to keep my head covered when we're in the laboratory, and it's just too uncomfortable for me with all that hair." She gave a contented sigh. "God, that feels good..."Becky glanced at the image in the mirror, feeling a. I was not sure how my wife Sue would take to having a stranger living in our house with her for 6 months.When I got home and told Sue, she was apprehensive particularly when I explained I would not be able to come home to England during my posting. However when I showed her a picture of Marcus that I had been lent by our personnel department she seemed to show more interest.I did have a motive other than work for this exchange. My fantasy for many years had been that my cuckolds me by openly. We sat on her couch for about a half hour and destroyed the entire bottle. We had caught up on how the new store was coming, and how things were going with Jacquie since the father was out of the picture. I could tell that she was drunk, because she was slurring her speech. I went in for a kiss. Her lips were as soft as I remembered them. Her tounge wrapped around mine. I ran my hands though her flowing blonde hair and gave it a soft tug. She let out a moan and said ‘I can’t wait any longer. I. Though nothing happened while we were there it did form the basis for the closest friendship I have ever had. That summer further cemented our friendship and it eventually became much more of a friendship and blossomed into the two of us becoming siblings. Recently (four-ish years later) she is a teacher at a local preschool and living in the next city over. This is where the fun begins.I have a reputation for being handy; I am good at fixing things and coming up with solutions to problems..