This person is…” I suddenly wondered how he would take on the information that I was about to give him. “…Another woman.” There was a brief ...silence as he let go of my hand and I looked into my half filled cup of coffee, not at him.“Alice. You mean to say, you had a lesbian lover?”“No. Neither of us are lesbian. It was just something special that’s all.”“How fucking special can something like that be?” He was annoyed. Perhaps more than I expected and I needed to explain it further. I pleaded. "Now, come and get dried and then you can go to bed."She wrapped him in a bath sheet and gently patted him dry. Next she tested for dryness with her cheeks and soft hands. The end result was a trembling Richard with a monster boner. He'd never seen it so large or felt it so stiff. As for Sharon, she had dried off while tending to him but Richard could smell the height of her arousal."Come with me, my darling man," she whispered. "So that I can say thankyou."She led him to the bed and pushed him. " I parried."They don't all get these." He handed me the roses.There had to be at least two dozen in both red and white.I had barely enough time to get a grip on the roses whenMark got a grip on me and kissed me. Long, hard and deep.I almost swooned from the emotion that I felt duringthose moments."Hey, whose birthday is it Stud. Yours or mine?"I said breathlessly as I pushed myself free of hisembrace letting my hand gently brush the front ofhis pants. He was already getting hard and I had. Maybe Tim Malone would finally shag his skinny ass, put him out of his misery. Let it be soon, he thought.In his bedroom, Henry dressed, then went downstairs to say goodbye to his mom. He was always first out the door, his bus arriving earlier than either of his siblings. Most days, he wouldn’t even see them before school, unless Katie stuck her head outside her bedroom door to say hi, like this morning. Henry wished she were old enough to share his secrets. He liked sharing with Katie; she was.