Shelooked at me and just smiled and said " I'll be talking to you soonTRIXJOHN!!" And I hurried out. Getting home was a chore. The longest drive of my...life. All I could dowas think of all these what ifs. I'm sure you all know. I get home, hurryout of my clothes . Just put on sweat pants and t-shirt after a shower. Isee my toenails and think, OMG, I never got nail polish remover. It's notlike I can ask a neighbor for some. Then I just figured tomorrow, I'llstop and get some while doing errands.. “Oops.” Alia giggled. “My bad.” She moved over and leaned down on my stomach. She stuck her tongue and started lapping all of our mixed juices from my stomach. Once that was done. She moved over and took my dick in her mouth. She lapped it completely and sucked so that it was shining with saliva.“Thanks, babe.” I lightly rubbed her head and Alia purred like a cat. She once again returned to spoon my side.I finally noticed that my wife was still standing there and looking a bit sad. I did start. She had wiry black hair, tied into pigtails, with a cigarette between her lips and a can of spray paint in her hand. On the wall was a crimson pentagram, lopsided and runny like egg yolks. She turned to him and took a drag on her cigarette, the end almost as bright as the flame that would have lit it. “What the fuck do you want?”Xavier sighed. “Satanist? Really? Is that your real belief or do you just do it to be a rebel? Are you just some poser that wants to look cool to the Catholic. When mother came back all prim and proper, I asked her outright, "How long have you been fucking him"?2) A Daddy issueI remember putting my daddy to bed one early Sunday morning. I awoke to the TV on and the noises were alarming to say the least. I went to bed and left him watching TV and drinking his whiskey.The satellite channel after midnight, had switched to a porn movie, and it was this and the associated noises that awoke me.I went into the living room and turned the volume down. Daddy.