And if you don’t hang around with the guys, then you don’t get the girls. And if you don’t get the girls, then you don’t get spoken to by the ...uys; it’s a vicious circle.But all of that would soon be behind me. The only activity left was the ‘End of an Era’ school party that was being held at the gym tomorrow, Friday. But I had long decided not to go. Showing up without a date would have been the final humiliation for me. So, I told Mom and Dad of my decision on the phone last week, and said. Sunday morning"Mom, can I ask you a question?"She held me a little tighter and I think she moved against me a little. I had my t-shirt off and she'd taken her t-shirt off as she often did, and her nipples were poking me as she slid her hands over my bare skin, shoulders to butt under my panties, never breaking contact."Of course, sweetie."She stopped for a moment, drew back and smiled at me. Then she kissed me on the lips the way she'd been doing for some time now on our Sunday morning cuddles,. We will order dinner from outside and again we will watch a movie of my choice. Is it okay?Mom: What is your choice and my choice?Me: Your choice is some regional language movie and my choice is a Hollywood movie.Mom: Oh okay. Then I’ll start making lunch for you.Me: Which movie you want to play after lunch?Mom: I want to watch a nice comedy movie!Me: Okay amma. I’ll check on it.Mom: What type of Hollywood movie you are planning to watch?Me: Some romantic type movies.Mom: Romantic means?Me:. Darkness descended on my soul.Apparently, she didn't remember that she told me she was a virgin when we first hooked up. 'Reliving old times, ' indeed."So," I said. "You've been fucking around on me for ... what ... nine years, with these guys? That's almost half our married life."She couldn't meet my stare."You done telling me everything?" I asked.She nodded."Nothing else to tell?"She was getting nervous, wringing her hands together in her lap, twisting the wedding ring on her finger."That's a.