I'm not sure I can make it to the 9:30 Club, but I'll let you know. And tell me if the date changes or anything." "Sure." They were quiet for a minute..., watching the ping pong. "So," Ryan asked, "who's winning?" "Dad." Evan raised an eyebrow. "Do you think he'd be this quiet otherwise?" "Ah. Right." Ryan nodded. When their father was winning, he was focused; when he was losing, he would chatter to put his opponent off his game. She watched for a few minutes, then told Evan she was heading back. .... Just let me wash my hand off first" and jumped off the bed. I took the opportunity to clean myself up and pull on my boxers on as a cold heavy feeling spread through the pit of my stomach. When Sue returned she still looked serious. "There is something I need to tell you as well ...... promise you won't be mad?" This took me back a bit I was ready to confess all and now Sue had something she wanted to talk about. The heavy feeling in my stomach got heavier. "I'm pregnant again" Sue blurted. “Would you mind terribly if I used your shower? I promise to be quick and then make the most of what little time we have left in our session.”“That’s absolutely fine, Jay,” Olivia said. “There are plenty of towels and such in the bathroom, help yourself! I’ll be here waiting for you when you’re done.”Jay gave Olivia a quick kiss on the lips, “Thanks, you’re such a sweetheart!”As Jay was starting the shower, Marilyn called again, “Hi Olivia. I’m so sorry to interrupt but I figured you might want. “I don’t think I’d like it; I heard it hurts. Do you want to hurt me?” I asked innocently, running my fingers through his hair. “I’ll let you hurt me, Daddy,” I whispered, “I’ll let you break my little asshole open. I just want you to do one thing in return. I want you to kiss me like you kiss Mommy. I want you to kiss me like you kissed her back when you still had the passion to care. If you do that for me Daddy, I’ll let you fuck my tight, little asshole.” The conflict was etched across my.