“I’ll talk to you in a few days to sort something out about the house.” I looked around what had been my home for the last twenty-seven years. I... shed some tears but I was secure in the knowledge that I was doing the right thing. EPILOGUE – Six months later Scott and I had the amicable split I had hoped for. We both knew it simply had to happen. Fortunately he was happy to sell the house and much of the contents. We took what we wanted – I wanted the bed, he wanted the television. We both owned. He looked to be about the same size as I was. Perhaps slightly shorter. The only other item that stood out was his dark hair and bronze skin. Pete then took her hand and led her to his bedroom. I was hard as a rock and had to make a side trip to relieve myself from a beer or two. The entire house was dark with the exception of the television being on when turned off the bathroom light. I walked down the hallway as my eyes adjusted. I entered the bedroom and saw his water bed. There, in the. He definitely knows I slept down here." What? Why? What time is it?" He groaned, fighting waking up."Dad knows I'm here!" I cried as I grabbed Dale on the arms, shaking him awake. "What are we going to do?" Um ... Go upstairs," Dale said."But he knows!" Did he sound mad?" No. But..." But what?" How can I face him?" I asked. "What will he think?" What can he say? He's sleeping with both our mom's. At the same time." Yea. Ok." I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. "Yea. It's going to be. I have always liked the ladies, I play most sports, rugby, football, in fact the typical type of blokey bloke!!The pubs were closing and John and Jane insisted that I came back and stay at theirs, rather than try to make my way home on the trains half cut. Jane took our orders, and after putting on some music went off to the kitchen to grab a few drinks for us all. With both John and I being slightly drunk, the conversation soon came round to their offer and whether it would ever happen, or.