I poured a half a glass and swallowed it all at once, my neck wrenching back at the sudden burn of alcohol and sugar. Coughing, I poured another, but ...idn’t drink it. I leaned over the counter, breathing deliberately through my nose. My body was stiff. My joints didn’t want to move. I swallowed the second half-glass. The wine was either going to help me feel better, or give me a better reason to feel sick.My skin was too sensitive, like my clothes were made of sandpaper. My chest was tight and. He said his word is final," Jackie whispered.Jonathon stormed out the door to look for Sam. He found him in the kitchen cleaning up."I'm really too drunk to do any driving and--" Then call a cab. I don't trust you to stay here tonight." What about Danielle?" I trust her - I don't trust you." Damn-it, Sam - you're being unreasonable."Suddenly, Danielle walked into the room. Jonathon smiled at an idea he had. "What if I offer you Danielle?" Jonathon asked."Huh? What are you talking about?". Shonda, my wife, and I have been married for fifteen years. We met at a college party she attended. I didn't go to the school but my friends invited me along. She was outgoing with a bubbly personality whereas I had always been the shy and quiet type. I think that's why we hit it off.She came from money; her dad was a well known attorney. Her goal was to become a lawyer. Back then I worked for my parents' nursery so I knew plants and gardening as far back as I could remember.Shonda and I became. It was a surprise the first time I saw your face flash in my head, as your Dad drilled me, but after that, every time I spread my legs for him, I imagined submitting myself to you – my own son.Ayan: Oh, fuck!Mona: Once he strayed, it was only you. I knew you were the one, Ayan. I knew things would finally get to this. It still remained a fantasy for long, but after Delhi, it just peaked. I knew I was going to succumb to my lust. I knew I was going to surrender to you.Ayan: I love you, Mom!.