You know Anjali, some times I also feel that even when I am fucking my wife I did not take photos or anything like that,but since this boy is doing al...l that I even told my wife sex with him is ok but to tell him not to take photos & she said that it is beyond her control.She said that whenever I am not in city,she sleeps with him & she can’t tell him not to do anything & he also dosn’t listen to her he is very adamant & he does what ever he wants & she just accepts it. After hearing this I am. I didn’t have a chance to clean up.”I shrugged. “So what happened to you being all mine tonight?” I asked expectantly. “You make me a promise to be here and break it when he crooks a finger?”“I didn’t exactly promise,” she mumbled. She hadn’t, but she knew it was a pathetic argument. She’d said she’d be home.“Fair enough,” I shrugged indifferently. “I’ll know better next time.”That eased some of the tension from her eyes. The mention that there’d be a next time meant that I wasn’t ending. "Guess we belong to her," Tabitha said with a smile. I loved my Tabby she was always quick on the uptake. We had always said if I got back with Damien she would be a part of it. Now that she was here, I was glad to see that she approved of Damien. The two of us would pretend that we were with him when we were making out. Now there would be no pretending. Once we got inside, I pushed him onto the couch. I quickly kneeled to the floor in front of him. Tabitha joined me. The two of us unbuckled. Not long after Gulara had left Charles re-entered the waiting room, his hand was covered in plaster, the Doctor gave her a few instructions and they were on their way, on the ride home Gulara’s words ran over and over in Sue’s head, Mother…. Not Lover.As they walked into the house Sue said.“Charles we need to talk.” Charles stopped in his tracks transfixed by what she had said.“Talk about what Mum?” Sue walked over to the couch in the lounge room and sat down.“Charles honey, we need to talk.