Life-size." Hi, master," said the five-year-old girl who appeared between us just as the Pope finished folding the blanket over. She'd be missing a da... out of her life, but I wasn't planning on telling her. I imagine the Pope wasn't going to be talking much about it either."Mister Thompson," I said with a smile. "You can call me Mister Thompson, sweetie. Never master." Okay, Mister Thompson," she said. "Where's my mommy and daddy?" Your mommy had to go away with your brother and sisters," I. .friends….I know I know. The friend zone right? But honestly she’s so far out of my league that the best I can do right now is stay her ‘BFFL for life’ as she so eloquently puts it. It's the only way to stay close to her. I’ve just resigned myself to the occasional kiss on the cheek and the incredible ‘you mean so much to me!’ talk when she’s drunk. That and viciously masturbating to her Instagram photos….I know...a sad life. But don't pretend there aren't a few guys like me out there too.. Sadly, however much I loved William and despite trying for a baby once again, it looked unlikely ever to be matched by any copulation with my husband.A wave of sadness and dissatisfaction washed over me. Tears began to roll down my cheeks.I had been lucky; I had cheated on my husband – albeit unintentionally – but had escaped the consequences. If I hadn’t got drunk; if I hadn’t gone into the wrong room; if I hadn’t been so jealous of Monica I might not have let the man in my bed fuck me. In. I left the bathroom to dress, listening to make sure he was up."Good morning," JR said when he came into the kitchen. He stood with his arms at his side wearing one of the new outfits I had picked out for him. "Well, do I look presentable?"I couldn't believe how good he looked! "Yes, you look fine," I said.Mo snickered. We had talked about JR before going to sleep. I mentioned how buff he looked and Mo started teasing me."You look very nice, JR," Aunt Sarah told him.We ate breakfast with my.