Her eyes softened, her laughter faded away to a small, almost shy smile.“I love you, Dad,” she said softly.Man-oh-man, was I lost. She very rarely... told me how she felt about me, usually a quick, “Luv ya,” as she’d head out the door. This time it was so different. This time it was sweet and heartfelt, so much so, it brought a prickling sensation to my eyes.I reached across the table, brushed her hair lightly, cupped her cheek, and rubbed her pale freckles with my thumb.“I love you too,. Sitting Rebecca and Rose down in the couch facing the TV, Jessica took a seat herself in the recliner to the right. She thought for a moment; she needed to get these girls off the subject of religion, get them talking about themselves. “It must be difficult going door to door like this.”Rose exhaled audibly. “You can say that again. Most people aren’t as nice as you.”“And some people are downright mean,” added Rebecca.As they were talking, Jessica had surreptitiously started the movie playing. What should I wear for them?,” I ask.“Something very feminine, you always look sensational in heels, stockings and a garter belt, nothing else under a coat as you make your entrance,” he tells me as I watch him put on a jock strap.“Can I wear this for your guests?,” he asks as I ogle his body while I enjoy watching him put it on. Charles is in his element as he lets our guests in wearing just his jock strap as he flaunts his naked ass for the two women, who I decide are bisexual the way they. It all just seemed so natural.Old girlfriend…Until one day I was chatting to an old girlfriend I had met online and I was telling her about my married life and about how my week worked. And also how I had been caught dressing up too. Everything. So when Liz started laughing and couldn't stop I just couldn't work out what I had said. And she couldn't understand why I couldn't see it, how it was staring me straight in the face. That my wife was having an affair.Well, I couldn't believe it. There.