The fact that this had not yet happened despite my now having had three lovers was a constant and growing problem in our new lifestyle.“Have you tho...ught about... what I said?” I asked.“About prostitutes?”“Escorts!” I corrected him.He sighed.“I suppose objectively it’s the solution to all our problems,” he conceded. “I’m just having trouble with the whole idea of...”“Of paying for sex?” I volunteered.“I suppose so. It seems so sordid. On the other hand...” he mused.Without giving away the secret. After some poking and prodding she got Danielle to admit to what we had done and how many times...Mary looked at me, grabbed my face, kissed me deep and said..."tomorrow it's my turn".... The next day I was almost skipping to school, with a new box of condoms and a smile knowing and hoping what was to come soon...I turned the corner and say both Mary and Danielle waiting for me enjoying the first smokes of the day...I walked up, grabbed both there asses in my hand and said..."who wants to skip. Having to give you girls up over and over so that your father won't know how close we really are. Having to pretend that we're just ordinary family when what I really want to do is run around town, grab everybody I pass, and brag that not only have I got the most beautiful daughters in all the world, I'm lucky enough to have them as lovers, as well."Kristen rose too, sitting beside her mother and wrapping an arm around her. "I know what you mean, mom." But would they really have to hide this. ”He mixed something and handed it to me. All this was unfamiliar territory for me. I knew I was vulnerable and if he were to pressure me, I’d have the resistance of a wet noodle. Henry sat next to me on the couch, leaving enough distance as not to seem pushy. We continued to talk but for the life of me I couldn’t remember about what. Somewhere during that conversation, I made my decision and said, “Excuse me. I need to use the restroom. I’ll be a few minutes.”The bath was marble as I would have.