We had booked a week away in a cabin in Centre Parcs just the two of us, spending the week together walking around naked, having sex in the morning, a...ternoon and night time and at every opportunity.On the first night we go to a bar for a drink and my husband meets an older man at the bar and starts to chat. He fits the description of the man in our stories to a tee. An older man (around 56), still in good shape, grey hair, single and looking for someone to help him out and give him some. I told him I couldn’t without the approval of my kids. I already talked to Lori and Pete and that’s why we’re here tonight. I asked for Jeff to be here, since he will soon be part of the family.’ I got up and gave my mom a hug. I know my eyes were filled with tears. She deserved a better life, than she had received. I asked her when she was planning on getting married, it was still six months till Jeff and I would be getting married. ‘Ross and I were thinking of going to Las Vegas next week. We. . ain't nobody going to mind now." I don't s'pose there is," said Ned, "Your dad's off to the top field, but where's your mum?" She's out the back picking something from the garden. Beans, I think."Ned allowed himself to be pulled into the barn. He dropped his bike out of sight and ran after the now giggling Gillian as she went up the ladder to the hayloft. Before she could get out of reach Ned put his hands up her skirt and grabbed hold of her knickers."You won't be needing these," he laughed,. I was no longer interested in querying Mom about what she had said to get out of going on the trip. I didn’t care, I was just glad she was staying. Here, in this place, I was sure my thoughts the previous night about suggestion had played a role. Whatever excuse she used was just that, a convenient excuse.I was more concerned about what I could do to make up for my previous indiscretions. I vowed to find a way while Dad was gone. Mom deserved better than she got from Dad, and me. I fell back on.