Mary caught me, and with out a premonition of impropriety, “Here be my guest, the curiosity must be killing you. Denise caught my wonderment and explained, “Pops, I mean George, is my husband” she rubbed her pregnant belly “ and Dad”. Indianporn “You’re kidding…right?”
“Nope…honest to God…my daughter has no inhibitions when it comes to sex and I admire her for that.”
“How old did you say she is?” I might have heard earlier, but maybe she is older than I pictured. Yep, this is the Denise of Mark from yesterday. She squeezed my arm lightly. The other caveat was Mark. Mary Anne is forty-five, a High School teacher of twenty years, with a penchant for young men. Then, what I assumed was his wife, sat down. Guess that was some consolation to me, if I was not getting it, neither was she. Great! Shit! “Yea, for me, but not for Pops”, she said with a stretching smile as if she was setting me up for a punch line,
