“You wanted an epic night honey, and we are going to give it to you” I answer. He starts to say something else, but she smacks his ass with a cro... and I say “enough talking. No more talking.” and she and I each stand on one side of him and kiss him, running our hands up and down his chest, and start to slowly strip him down, easing his shirt up over his head, and then walking him gently over to the bed, and laying him down, and removing his socks, one at a time. Then slowly, carefully I. What am I talking about? Please let me explain. I’m married to a six-foot-tall, lovely Jamaican honey named Mary Anne Gulliver, and we are the proud parents of two daughters, Jessica and Kendra. I love my life and I love my wife, but lately, things have been rocky between us. I am not sure what to do to fix it. I am not even sure if things can be fixed. I was stuck, and then along came a game changer. A month ago, I was walking through the Copley Mall downtown, and decided to grab a bite at the. I needed to change that.“Sorry about being in there,” I told her. “Just, you know, all the lovely furniture and books on the walls ... was that Dante’s Inferno in the display case?”“Si. Er, yes.” Lucinda replied. “A first edition. I like the illustration.”We walked on for a moment before I continued.“The Circle of Lust, isn’t it?”“Yes. The second circle, an endless, warm, wet whirlwind.”I had another thought as we reached the door.“Isn’t one of the souls writhing in torment in that whirlwind. About this time my mother came into my room. She sat on the side of my bed, rested her hand on my thigh, and we began to talk. She stunned me with what she had to say, it began....."Last night was no fluke, we'd been planning it for years." What! What was mom saying? They'd planned on fucking me? But how? Wasn't it I who'd seen them fucking and became so excited? That's when my mother went on to explain that for over two years my father had expressed a desire to have sex with me. You see, my.