. where the hell are you? Early night you said ... yeah right, same old story, heard it all before. In the meantime, I'm here, alone, again. I look ac...oss at the cold food on the table, wasted, again. Yet another ruined romantic dinner for two.I sigh, pour myself another glass of wine and take a large swallow. Sod the mess, I am not clearing up tonight, I am too pissed off, it can wait till morning.I walk into the bedroom and kick off my heels, oh that feels better. Bastard heels! I only wear. It's been a long day and I'm in my own little world."Julie giggled, "I asked you if it's been a rough day?"I turned back to respond and noticed she was still in the same position. Talking to me from between her legs. "You want to believe it. Sometimes I think my boss tries to see how much work he can load on before we snap."Julie laughed, "Ya, I've got one of those bosses too."She then straightened up and walked to the treadmill. I put some weights on a bar to do some curls. While bending down. But Rebecca Donaldson was using some rather unconventional means to conduct that education. She had started with masturbation. That moved into lesbianism. And now she was using the family pet, Comet, a large Golden Retriever to continue her lessons.DJ had been letting the dog lick her naked cunt in front of her Aunt, while at the same time she was busily stroking the dog's hard cock. There, she discovered his slimy pre-cum covering his shaft, and wetting her stroking hand.Her curiosity finally. I couldn't help but smile as I drove home. I did wipe the smile off before my mother saw.I pulled into the drive right about 9 P.M. I walked inside and was greeted by my mom shh-ing me."The kids are all in bed, asleep even. I am telling you, melatonin is the best thing ever, along with no screen time for a half-hour before bed." I do not drug my children, and I will consider the no-screen time, but until I can get a maid or something to either watch and entertain the kids while I cook dinner.