Apparently, my face was all screwed up in bewilderment, and they realized I hadn’t the foggiest idea what they were talking about. Nor were they par...ticularly interested in enlightening me at the moment. Rachel pushed back her chair, stood up, and began clearing the plates. Harry and I followed her lead, and before long we were back in the party room. Rachel shed her robe, and jumped up on the swing. This time, she stretched her body across the straps, her legs folded underneath, and her face. The driver saw us and swerved to a halt a few meters away from us. He asked where we had to go. Victor was almost fainting, but he managed to tell him our address. It would be at least a forty minutes long trip.I noted the driver was a large black man in his mid thirties, not handsome and not even a friendly face. He was really a huge man, very muscled.He drove in silence during the first ten minutes; then I think I passed away due to tiredness.I heard the driver talking on his radio with. But also, I discovered that this was maybe the BIGGEST reason for the separation of my parents; her need for pregnancy by ANOTHER man!And it was thereafter the same, and so so often; ALWAYS the same. Them in between the sheets together, me being summoned later, obviously not being able to see their adulterous union, (Mum didn't want me to see her naked!), but watching the lust-crazed looks on both their faces, ESPECIALLY on my mum's face, AND that smug and leering look on blond Jason's handsome. The need was still in me, poking out in fact, so I pulled her to the ground, rolled her to her back and mounted her quickly and thoroughly."Yah," she yelled, "s'blood."After a bit of gasping we settled together into a fine pattern of give and take and met each others needs a time or two before she unwound her legs and pushed me off, panting, "Enough, enough, you'll split me."I withdrew, kissed her, buttoned up and went to look at the softened spokes while Gilly started a fire, grinning at me. I.