They're your children. I'm just your husband. When they left to make their own lives, what would that leave you? Your pathetic loser, cuckold husband.... Your fifth choice. Unless, well I noticed the three of them have only two fathers so maybe I'm actually only your sixth choice." A mother is supposed to love her children," she shouted."There weren't any children when you decided you needed to move me down to third. Each one was a choice over me."My voice was calm. But that didn't ease her. " I try to be sensible. Catherine's face goes red as I outline her plan. "Then we would be worrying about you, and we would be down a protector as we travel." I haven't forgotten that." She growls at me and whips her hair out of her face. "I just think we need to find out who they are?" I think we know who they are Catherine." I drop my voice down to a whisper. "We need to have the rest of the Protectors to come in and handle this, without civilians in the way." I look pointedly at the sleeping. Do you ALL understand me?”Now, forehead to forehead, Charles and Nancy agreed. As did everyone else.Nancy and April were next, singing ‘Sisters,’ followed by all four girls singing ‘Funny Honey’ from CHICAGO... (I removed all the dialogue)APRILSometimes I’m rightSometimes I’m wrongBut he doesn’t careHe’ll string alongHe loves me soThat funny honey of mineMARYSometimes I’m downSometimes I’m upBut he follows ‘roundLike some droopy-eyed pupHe loves me soThat funny honey of mineNANCY AND JUNEHe. "I noticed she had started to download the photos from her camera. I gave up any thoughts of resistance. I stepped out of my slip and padded off towards the bathroom down the hall. She had a valid point. I was a cum covered slut. I smiled to myself at the thought. It was true, tight bondage had provided me the freedom to do things I wouldn't normally do. I wondered what Ingrid was going to make me do next.I closed the door to the bathroom and caught my reflection in the full length mirror on.