It was easier to push him away.“I had an affair, Marilyn.”I lay there suddenly awake but unmoving. My husband? The only man I’d ever kissed? The... father of my children? Rutting with some faceless bimbo when I thought he was working?I couldn’t breathe.I wanted to sob and scream and run and hide. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak. I gasped for air.“I ended it, Marilyn. I never thought it could ever happen to me—to us. I swear it’s over. But we’ve been so ... far apart. I never should have quit the. Donna was reluctant at first, but I bribed her with a Coke. I asked her what she'd meant by 'tried'."You know she was scared at first, right?" Donna asked. I nodded. "Well, she started crying, and I sat on the bed with her and talked to her. She blamed herself for not being there for her mother sometimes. She hugged me, and I ended up sleeping with her for a few nights." Nothing happened?" I asked."No, not right away. Later, she started asking questions." What kind of questions?" I asked."Sex. We did some scenes together through the workshop and hit it off right away. One day after the class was over, I was in the dressing room getting changed and she walked in to grab some costumes since she was running crew that week. Her eyes widened when she saw me there in my boxers and then she blushed a bit and turned away but I could see she liked what she saw. Fast forward two weeks to the end of the workshop and everyone was getting trashed at a farewell party and we ran into each other.. The youngsters had always removed the makeshift beds from the stalls after each session. Cliff, along with two of the other men, began building a stack of hay under Prince. Nobody had touched the young horse's cock and balls so he wasn't showing any signs of sexual excitement.Peggy's mother had started to take her clothes off, seemingly picked to be first, or maybe having volunteered. Rod kind of wished that his mother was going to be first. He was sure that she'd take on the horse cock sooner.