I heard the car start and speed off.I hurried upstairs, seeing Mom and Dad watching a movie together, wrapped up in each other's arms."Hi Mom, hi Dad.... I'm back," I say, going into the living room."Hi honey," Mom looks at my slightly wet clothes, and laughs. "How was the party?" Great, we had a water fight." Oh. Well, it's good that you are getting out and having fun with your new little friends."I nod. "I'll be upstairs if you need me."They nod, and I head up to my room.I throw my purse onto my. We’ve been making love for weeks now, in her house so as to not flaunt it in your face. That’s more my style, not what you did. I have no desire for any woman but Connie. I’m still a one-woman man, but she’s my woman now. She, well, she can speak for herself. I don’t hate you, but I can’t live this way anymore. I have to be with a woman who understands me and my needs, just as I have tried to be patient while you resolved your needs while trying to stop cheating.“She’s also pregnant to me, in. But then we got serious and I quit drinking and fucking other men and haven't done this for eight years." But then tonight Carlos started out by slipping a little booze into my club soda, and it didn’t take much for my craving for cock and cum to return. I hope that you don’t think I’m too big of a slut, but I obviously can’t control myself when I’m drinking, and can’t seem to get enough cock.”Then Rafi spoke up and said, “Even though your actions would be a serious crime in our culture, we. She sent it over so I would have it when the guys from the White House came to pick me up.The suit was fabulous. Other than the bandages that were much less bulky than before, I looked like a million bucks. Walking to the side entrance was way too far for my current state of recovery, so I gratefully accepted a ride in the wheelchair they brought in with them.The White House sent a large, comfortable bus for me. It was nearer an RV than a bus, but worked perfectly for my need. I could stretch.