.. almost as much as their parents. They hadn’t cared for Gaston nearly that much. Judging from the way that Richard acted around his own mother now... he was in deep in the throes of an Oedipus complex, except maybe not the patricide part (hopefully not). He couldn’t keep his hands off Justine at all. If the present trend continued, she might soon have a third husband: her own son. At least that was her impression.“Richard, baby, I love you, but you need to get a good taste of other women as. .. The one that makes us look like Alfred E Neuman. Go on, Mom -- I’ll do it if you’ll do it.”“I’ve seen this,” Adam said.Kara sat beside her mother and they both made wide, artificial grins. Adam put his hand to his mouth to suppress laughing, but Arthur laughed out loud. “I hope you don’t want your ring back,” Constance said.“Not at all ... That was amazing ... two peas in a pod.”“If you give her a compliment ... like telling her she has pretty, bedroom eyes,” Adam remarked, “there -- you get. I was very excited and I booked a nice hotel. The night came and we were together ready to go to our room. I checked in took the key, the lobby boy took our luggage and showed us to our room. He opened the room and just as he left I bolted the door and hugged her from behind. She didn’t say anything and just closed her eyes. !I started touching her body over her clothes. Her breathing got heavier. I was massaging her boobs over her dress. After that I moved my one hand to her vagina and started. I tried to cover up and Sunny graciously pretended to believe me, though I had no such illusions.At 7:30 on the dot I pulled up in front of the Goldberg house, projecting cheer and confidence.Jeff came out of the house and I was shocked into silence for a moment before I started a belly laugh. It kept expanding until there were tears streaming down my cheeks. It took me a good two minutes to get myself under control. I motioned him to go inside.He had on a white golf shirt like his InTime.