She didn’t react after seeing me. She went straight to kitchen to do her work . I was feeling sorry so i went to kitchen and said sorry but she didn... responded . I said sorry again and thank her for not telling my parents . Now she turned back and said , i did u a favour by not telling your parents about it now you have to do me a favour . I said ok . She said she need my thing inside her . Her husband is a drunkard and she is deprived of sex . I was shocked . She said i know u were jerking cos. ”“You think real highly of my self control.” I said sarcastically.“Well, I’ve known you long enough to know that as long as you like the guy and want in his pants, if he’ll let you, your getting in his pants.”“Great, my best friend thinks I’m a slut.”“Woah, I never said that. I know what you like and I know that you like Logan. And yeah you also like sex.” Randy laughed. My cell phone started ringing Logan’s ringtone, It’s Gotta Be You by the Backstreet Boys, and I jumped up to go answer it.. My son Jon noticed all this and I learned much later that he used to masturbate over the mental pictures he had of when he'd seen me. It was about two months later when I finally got the opportunity. Alex had come back from her holiday and wanted to thank me for the help. She had a great time and as expected, she'd turned a lot of heads. She confessed that the little black dress had helped her find a 'gentleman' for the evening and he'd loved the lingerie I had chose for her. She even confessed. "I am Charles, or Teàrlach, if you prefer the Gaelic," he replied, "I am your appointed teacher and mentor." Well, that makes everything as clear as mud then," I mused in reply."You have much to learn, youngling, much to learn," said Charles."Why do you keep telling me to 'fly the road'?" I asked next, "I'm not a bird, I can't fly." More than just birds can fly, Sean. You need to learn how to fly the Road, as it will bring you to where I am so that your training can begin in earnest."I still.