So we'llsee what to do when we get there. Either one of us will feed you at thetable - we'll have to make up some kind of excuse why we're doing that ...-or, we'll give you food to eat when you're alone, and you won't eat witheveryone else. You'll just sit and watch." Maybe she can eat with a straw," Roger suggested. "I mean, 'he'."Mom said they could try. Roger went and got some muddy water from thebackyard. "I don't want that on my table, though, put it on the floor." SoRoger put my bowl on the. .. I have a strange confession... I was jealous for the first time in my entire life... when I crawled off of Jack's cock and saw you fucking her..."I stopped and pulled her into my arms. I held her close as we both felt our wet genitals melding together. I kissed her softly and said,"How can I fix it sweetheart? Shall I stop fucking other women?" No Dave... no that isn't it... I know you don't want to stop... I don't want to stop fucking other guys either... it just was weird..." What can I do. " The next bit I'm trying to put in some chronological order from everything she told me and will be in Clare's perspective. He arrived about 11am I was just in my bathrobe. I answered the door and let him in “How you doing?” I asked “All the better for seeing you.” He replied and went to kiss me, I accepted his kiss readily and then he asked me where the bath was so I showed him upstairs. I took off my bathrobe and watched his eyes look at me greedily. I helped him off with his shirt and ran. One day after a hard practice, I came home, hot, sweaty, and had half of the infield on me. I took off my uniform and put it in the washer and started it. I went to the bathroom naked, as Mom wouldn't be home until 6:30 anyway. I took a nice long hot shower, sending the infield down the drain. I got out, grabbed a towel, and headed across the hall to my room still naked-and ran right into Mom in the hall."Mom! SHIT!" I said, startled. I looked at her, and she was staring right at my traitorous.