Shut the fuck up!“Darling, it is my mission in life to get our young Mr. Orion to marry me, and take me out for dinner and romance me until I can be... romanced no more.”“Darling, it’s my mission in life to get him to marry us both, and have a ménage à trois every night except Sundays, when we’ll bring in Bob and make him the happiest man alive.And if you do that, then I’m going to scratch your fucking eyes out, you cunt. Now shut the fuck up and piss off.Maggie sat there fuming whilst the two. He then said, ”Baby, how about taking you pants off for me?” I looked at him with a very surprised look. I said, “You want me to removed my pants right here?” He replied, “Yes, nobody is around.” If it wasn’t for the wine I would had never even thought about doing something liked this. I know my husband loves my petite 5’3 and 120 pound body, so I thought I decided to do it for him. I slowly pulled my jeans down as I watched to see if anybody was around. I slipped my feet out of them and I. " Cloth was shoved into her hands. "Put this on."She staggered to her feet. Five days in Zack's 'care', with the majority of the time in his goddamn closet, didn't help her coordination in the least.The boy yanked her to her feet.Renee glanced at the soft fabric in her hands."Where are the pants?"A smirk formed on his face. "It's long enough."She fought the urge to roll her eyes. Of course he'd have me wear just a shirt. Why did you even bother asking?The synthetic slipped on the loose shirt.. She smiled back, feeling under-dressed. He was in black slacks with a matching jacket and white dress shirt. She, in comparison, had nothing in her wardrobe for a classy evening out and had to resort to a floral patterned Easter dress. Her hair was loose and combed straight, tucked behind her ears. She had wanted to not wear her glasses, but she did not have contacts and would be blind without them so she wore the heavy frames.He leaned over and kissed her. She relaxed into the kiss, letting.