I saw on his phone a message to some kind of orgy, with a bunch of buddies of his. Assholes even sent pics of the girls they'd be bringing over, as we...ll as ones expected to be there. Can't believe how often I put up with this kind of crap from men. It was practically instilled in their minds, to stick their dick in whatever hole they could find. Needs, they called it. Needs that seemed to constantly rise to their convenience, and in an almost daily manner. I try my best to understand and. There was a tap at the door.Bob disappeared instantly.The door opened, and her mother peeked in.“Who were you talking to?” she asked.“Just the baby,” said Caroline. “This is all so new.”“You’ll get used to it,” said her mother, coming in to sit on the edge of the bed. “It’s difficult for all of us.”“I’m not saying it’s difficult,” said Caroline. “In fact, I’m kind of excited. A new little person is going to come into the world ... out of me!“Her mother was silent for a bit.“Your father and I. .. tied up with some business downstairs. Please, come in." "Not a problem," she replied, standing and gathering her coat and purse. She was a tall woman, perhaps five-ten or maybe a bit taller, and a bit heavy-set. Shoulder length blonde hair, expressive blue eyes, nice cheekbones, and a slightly too small mouth. Pretty enough, in an average sort of way, but certainly not beautiful. She was wearing a rather nice white sweater, red stirrups, and black flats that seemed just a tad too large for. "That's just my bedroom," she said. "You don't want to see that."Suzy barged on in anyway, over the objections of my parents. Her squeal of surprise got us all in there.The portrait was on the wall above the headboard.My dad's eyes got a little glazed, while my mother shooed my sister out. All the while, Suzy was craning her neck, trying to get another look at Gloria ... in all her glory."Sorry," said Gloria, her cheeks stained red. "Bobby liked that portrait, and I put it up while he was gone.