I asked what time would be convenient and he said any time in the morning would suit him. Then he threw me. He asked if you, Richard and Andrea would ...come as well." Oh shit!" I muttered. "He knows." Don't think the worst, Richard." Ben admonished me. "Of course he knows you are Andrea's husband, but knowing that you cuckolded him, probably not." I think we are wasting our time." I was quite demoralized.Ashley shook her head. "No we aren't. It's possible that he wants to see Andrea again and ask. Idown my can in one and tell may..."look hun im shagged out i gotta go to bed i cant keep my eyes open"Oh ok Adam she says.I wont be late,night hun.I know shes pissed off and sure enough before my head has reached the pillow i can hear her sobbing downstairs.i used to fall for it but not anymore.im guessing thats what happens in most romances.but fuck it i aint bothered.Not long after i hear May come to bed,i know shes looking at me but fuck it im to tired to give a fuck."Oh well she says for. She had auburn hair that always looked clean and shiny and was always cut neatly to just where her head joined her neck. She spoke very quietly in a low alto voice that made you wish she’d go on talking, just saying anything so you could go on hearing her. This was a great contrast to mum, who is inclined to be a bit raucous especially when she gets excited. Mum was also very different in looks to Jenny, and dad use to call her ‘My wild gypsy.’ He was older than mum by ten years and I know he. An hour later Eamon drove me home. I drank a cup of tea, at the breakfast bar. The twins sat opposite me, giggling between themselves. “What are you two giggling at?” I asked.“That man, that black man, the one who was here this morning,” Monica said.“There was only one, Tyson.”“Are all, well do all, what I mean is do they all have, well you know………..? She asked.“What you are trying to ask, is do all black men have big black cocks?” I said.They both nodded.“Well all the ones I’ve fucked have,” I.