“You can if you want to,” Dad told me with a small smile. “But you don’t have to.”“If I do?”“Well, if you do, I’m sure there’ll be... a few girls along to, erm, play with you shortly.” He grinned at me. Once again my jaw had dropped in surprise.“Oh,” I gasped.I looked around and was even more shocked to see Mum in just her knickers. To my utter amazement and, it has to be said, delight, Joanne was standing next to her dressed identically. I watched as they slowly stripped off. “Holy hell,” I. On laundry day, while Trudy Moeller was washing sheets, she took her own set and pulled them to her nose, inhaling deeply because she knew what they'd smell like. They'd smell like the delicious sex she and Jerry engaged in on those sheets.But then, when she dipped into Janice's hamper to get her sheets to wash, and pulled them up and out into the air ... she got a whiff of the same scent.Trudy wasn't stupid. She knew this had to be happening while she was at work. And it had to be after Janice. ’ She said no more but her face showed my suspicions were right. This was the second time he’d taken her away. ‘That bad eh?’ She shrugged. ‘I don’t know what he’s thinking, but he wasn’t… enthusiastic. He said something about university might change my mind.’ ‘And you said?’ ‘I said I wasn’t changing. You were all I’d ever want in a husband, friend and companion. He didn’t say anything to that.’ I decided to move on. ‘Where are you staying?’ ‘They’ve just built new student accommodation on. While coming to home, we were talking about the general topics and about my work. We become friendly in course of time. I met her on the next day and asked have you talked to your husband. She told yes through Skype and he got the room and settled there. On Sunday, she came to my room and she told her pc having some issues and asked to help me. I went to her home and pc was in her bedroom. I just take a look and it seems hard disk was crashed. I asked her, to give the pc to nearby shop to.