I'm much less on edge and feel like my relationship with Jacob really improved. I decided he was right with treating him with more respect. I cooked s...ome pancakes for him before he woke up. Then I woke him up with a gentle shake and a "Time to wake up, sir." Not sure why I felt the need to add 'sir' but it seemed like the respectful thing to do.I decided to dress up for breakfast too, did my make up all nice, chose a nice outfit I wanted to look my best for Jacob. He kept staring at me during. Both girls were far more interested in studying the attractions of Justin Bieber (maybe just a little too young) and Justin Timberlake (probably a little too old).Not that it made any difference in the real world. If they ever did meet one of the Justins, Abby knew Corina would be the one to score an autograph or maybe even a kiss, and Abby would be the one with the shy half-wave standing in the background.She didn't come from a broken household, didn't have abusive parents or siblings, or any. We ended up divorcing, not because she was bi or chasing another woman rather because she had just become an intolerable bitch with no end in sight.Being separated I went out and experienced things I never did being married (like sex with various woman) and her friend and I even got together on a few occasions.Since I have been divorced I played the field and had sex with younger and older woman, black, white, friends, etc.I had sex with a woman as young as 27 (me being 49) and another woman. Syncopated, hard, pounding, cadence and precision, choreographed to perfection. His breathing gets ragged and sweat begins to pour from his body as he applies stroke after stroke after stroke inside of my body kissing me the whole time careful not to loose our connection or break our rhythm. My arms grow tired and his speed finally reaches a crescendo and he blurts out, "Bloody hell! I'm gonna cum, my love." So I lowered my arms and wrap them around his neck as he pounds his spunk deep.