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I was now divorced and alone. I'd caught my wife, Jenny, in an affair with a neighbor just before our twenty fifth anniversary and I'd turned our anniversary party into an exposure of of her affair in a most humiliating way. You can read all about it in The Portrait: Retribution.

After several years our kids wanted to get us back together since neither Jenny or I had formed any other lasting relationships after the divorce. They'd hinted and plotted to reunite us but I still had reservations and hang-ups on the trust issue. I still miss her though.

When I received the call from my daughter, Alice, I'd just finished putting the dishes in the washer after eating alone again and was getting ready to work the sudoku puzzle in the paper.

"Hi dad. Are you alone?"

She liked to rub it in a bit that I was alone now.

"Yes Alice, I'm alone. How are you honey?"

"I'm fine but I have something to tell you."

I was immediately concerned. She lived and worked in a city in another state about two hours drive away and even though she shared an apartment with another girl her age I still worried about her.

"What's up honey?"

"Guess what? I'm engaged to be married."

I was stunned for a minute because I wasn't even aware she was going with anyone special.

"This is sudden isn't it? Do I know your husband to be?"

There was a moments silence.

"Its not a man dad."

More silence.

"What are you telling me honey?"

"Its my room mate, Gail, dad. We're getting married in a civil ceremony and I want you to give me away."

"You're telling me you're a lesbian? When did this start?"

"I discovered my true sexual identity when I was in college dad. One of my professors and I had an affair."

I was stunned for a moment. My mind went immediately to Jenny.

"Does your mother know?"

"I'm calling her up next because I want you both there. I'll tell her when I call. So, will you be there?"

"When is the wedding?"

"In two weeks. It'll be on Friday the 16th at two pm. There'll be a small reception at a local restaurant later."

"Yes, I'll be there."

What was I to do, refuse my daughter on such an important day in her life? I can't believe it. She's a lesbian and I never caught on. She had the normal boy crazy times in her teens. Was that all a farce? I guess you never know, I thought.

."Does this mean you won't be providing me with any grandchildren?"

"Oh no, we plan to have two kids using someone's sperm."

How wonderful, I thought, I was going to be a grandfather of a child who wouldn't even know who her/his father was. But she was my daughter so I had to go along with it. After all, she was 25 and old enough to make her own decisions. I needed to talk with Jenny; this was too much for me to handle alone. She should share my concern for this revelation too.

"OK honey, I'll see you in two weeks."

"Thanks dad, I knew you'd be understanding about this and I know you'll love Gail as a daughter-in-law. I hope mom is just as understanding. I love you. Bye."

Great, I thought, after I hung up. I hope Ben doesn't call someday and tell me he's suddenly decided he's gay. But wait, he does have a girl friend, so hopefully we're OK there.

Picking up the phone I placed a call to Jenny on her cell. I didn't know her hard-line telephone number, if she had one, and I hoped she had retained her old cell phone number. It rang three times before I heard her connect.

"Frank? I saw it was you. Is something wrong?"

"Have you heard from Alice?"

"Not lately. Is there something wrong with her? I talked with her last week and everything was okay then."

"Did you know she was a lesbian?"

I knew I hit her cold with that one because there was a long silence.

"A lesbian?" she finally croaked out.

"I just got done talking to her and she wants me to stand up with her at her wedding in two weeks. She says she's marrying her room-mate, Gail, and she's going to call and ask you to be there too."

"My god, I didn't know she was a lesbian. How did it happen? I never saw any hint about that, she liked boys I thought. Did she say how she knows she's suddenly into homosexuality?"

"She says she had an affair with a professor in college. Did you know about that?"

"I knew she had made friends with one of her professors but she never indicated there was anything sexual about it. She had boyfriends in college like any normal girl. I can't believe this. I'm going to call her and get back with you." she exploded with some anger in her voice.

"Okay, let me know what you can find out but you've got to remember, she's 25 and not our little girl anymore ... She says that they're being married on the 16th in a civil ceremony and I've promised to be there."

"All right, talk with you later. Bye."

Suddenly, I realized I'm back talking with my exwife but somehow I feel more comfortable that I can share this problem about our daughter and without rancor. It was almost like old times when we faced our family problems together.

She called back later to tell me she'd talked to Alice and would also be attending the ceremony. She still sounded a little mad.

So, two weeks later I'm in the living room of a local Justice of the Peace with my daughter, Gail her mother and father and Ben. Ben looked like he was trying to avoid laughing when we all met. He shook my hand and gave Jenny a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Both Jenny and I hugged our new daughter-in-law to-be and welcomed her to our family. I guess with time we'd get used to the idea; she and Alice were married. Gail was a sweet girl and next to Alice I couldn't think of another person I'd like to have for a daughter so I was willing to accept the "marriage".

We stood behind the two girls with the other parents as the JP went through his thing and I was more nervous than the time Jenny and I'd gotten married. She looked a little nervous too but I guess I could understand why. This was the first time we'd been together since the anniversary party. Boy, she looked good and I realized how much I'd missed her. Whoa there, I thought, watch yourself, she burned you once and you don't want to get burned by her again.

Before the ceremony I'd just nodded at Jenny when we met and now I was standing next to her. I could smell her perfume, the stuff that was always my favorite, and sensed her beside me and it was absolute hell. When the ceremony was over, we all adjourned to a small restaurant nearby where we were seated at a table for seven and somehow I ended up sitting next to Jenny. It hadn't been my intention to sit with her but somehow I was maneuvered into it. Jenny didn't look at me and I tried to ignore her, but the others got into a discussion and we suddenly found ourselves isolated while the talk swirled around us.

Suddenly, I realized I wasn't as angry any more about what she did, and besides I'd had my revenge on her for cuckolding me so we should be even the way I looked at it. I turned to look at her.

"How have you been Jenny?"

She looked surprised that I'd said something to her.

"I'm ... doing OK Frank. She smiled at me. "How are things with you?"

"As good as can be expected.

I struggled for a moment; wanting to keep the conversation going without putting my foot in my mouth. I decided to stay on a safe subject.

"How do you like our new daughter -in-law?"

"She seems like a very nice girl. I like her."

"Doesn't it seem strange that what we had envisioned for her is entirely different than the reality of today?"

"Yes, but she seems happy and I guess, as parents, that's what we should be concentrating on."

"I guess you're right. Did she explain to you what triggered this change in her sexual orientation? I thought homosexuality was something that you were born with."

"No, she just said she had a sudden attraction for Gail that blossomed into love. I guess we just have to accept it."

"I guess."

Suddenly, I decided to bring up the thing that had been bothering me for a long time.

"Jenny, do you think we could sit down and talk sometime? You know, about what happened to us."

She looked at me for a few seconds before responding.

"I guess its time we cleared the air as they say. I'd like to do it for the sake of the kids. I know they'd like some closure and so would I."

Can we go out to dinner some time and talk?"

"I'd like that. Are you sure you can handle it? I know how mad you were back then."

"Time is a great healer and I guess its bothered me that in thinking about it, I need to know where I failed you."

"OK, let's talk about it. Its long after the fact and long overdue, I guess."

"How about dinner tomorrow night after we get back to town?"

"That's fine. Here's my business card with my home address and home phone on it."

Glancing at the card I noticed that she was working as a Physical Therapist. I raised my eyebrows and looked at her.

"Its not what you think." she responded. That is what I do now and my clients are all women that I treat in their homes. I went to the community college for two years and I'm certified to do it."

"That's wonderful Jenny. I'd heard from the kids that you'd gone back to school but I didn't know what you were taking."

Suddenly, we realized that the others had stopped talking and were just looking at us. Alice had a big smile on her face. Jenny and I were both blushing at suddenly being the center of attention.

"Well, you two are finally talking." she said. "This makes it a very great day for me."

I grinned sheepishly at her as Jenny just looked down at her lap.

"Alice, your mother and I have decided to tolerate one another, that's all, and if everything works out, may be we can be friends for your and Ben's sake and for the sake of your children."

"OK dad, I 'll be happy with that."

On the drive back home after the dinner I reminisced about my twenty five years of marriage to Jenny and how it had ended. I couldn't see how we could ever regain our marriage because too much had happened and there was the big issue of trust that would be almost impossible to overcome.

When I picked her up the following day she was dressed simply in a conservative dark blue dress that together with the single strand of pearls around her neck gave her a special elegance. I felt proud to be escorting her.

"You look lovely." I told her.

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July 1980, Milford, Ohio “We need to talk,” Stephanie said softly. “Please don’t send me away.” “Fine, Stephanie, talk,” I said distractedly, not really caring about talking to her. She shut the door behind her and locked it. “Please don’t be that way! Just talk to me like my Big Brother used to.” “I’m not sure I want to,” I replied, still frowning in anger at her. “You’re hurting. I’m hurting. We need to fix this.” “I’m not sure we can.” “I know how,” she said almost in a...

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Senior YearPart 5 Reconciliation

Having discovered the joys of sex David and Laura engaged in it any chance they had. They slept together every night. They would sleep together in either of their rooms. They especially liked to use the guest room. It was although it was theirs to be shared together. At school they were almost inseparable except for classes. They would go out together on weekends. None of this seemed suspicious to their friends because they had been like this before they started to date Ted and...

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PromiseChapter 21 Reconciliation

ALEJANDRA’S VOICE WAS STEADY when she telephoned on a Friday about a month after that evening when she discovered me with her mother. “Michael, will you meet me for coffee?” “Sure.” It was a hesitant Alejandra who waited for me at the sidewalk bar near the plaza. She rose when I arrived and leaned forward for a hug. I kissed her cheek and held her face in my hands for a moment. “Thanks for coming, Michael.” I smiled. “My pleasure, Alex.” I ordered coffee for both of us. After it came I...

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ChoicesChapter 17 Reconciliation

Morgan didn't disappoint. "We need to sort out our relationship," she said as we were having breakfast the next morning. "It's a little early in the day for it, but you're right. Mind if I go first?" "Not at all." I took a deep breath and looked into her eyes. "From that Monday night, I knew that we had something. I didn't consider pursuing it then, but simply recognized its existence. As it turned out, we were given an opportunity to explore it, and the last week has been...

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AmlieChapter 8 Reconciliation

[Undated entry] On the home island WHEN SHE SAW Father she threw herself at him and hugged him as tight as she could. She felt something warm and wet on her cheek and knew her tears were not alone. She kissed him then, on both cheeks. “Father.” “Amélie.” She held him tight. “I’m sorry, Father. For everything.” She felt him squeeze her. “No. Amélie. You have nothing to be sorry for.” He released her and looked from her to Gérard. “Nothing at all. I was wrong. You were right to do what...

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Good Medicine Sophomore YearChapter 50 Reconciliation

February 5, 1983, West Monroe, Ohio “I owe you an apology for earlier. Not for what I said, but how I said it.” “And I owe you one for interfering in something I shouldn’t have.” “I’m going to need to talk to Dad, too,” I said. “But again, only for walking away, not for objecting to his classification of April as not being a ‘nice’ girl.” “I thought for a moment you were going to say, ‘make Mom’ instead of ‘make me’.” “For a moment, I was. But at that split second good sense overcame my...

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Betrayal of the SuccubiChapter 7 Reconciliation

Bright sunlight woke Calyndi from her swoon. She was lying in the grass in the graveyard, still naked, her breasts exposed to the sun. She squinted at the unpleasant sensation of the light beating down on her. Unlike vampires, succubi could survive direct sunlight, but it wasn't pleasant. Already weak from the amount of blood that Devin had drained from her, the light was further weakening her, making it difficult for her to move. But then a figure stood over her, blocking the sun. Backlit...

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Strawberries For BreakfastChapter 9 Reconciliation

Jody stared out the window and swirled her hand in the warm soapy water. As it began draining from the sink. She laid the freshly washed soup kettle aside to dry. Her eyes remained focused on the distance below a sun still low in the morning sky. She dried her hands and leaned on the countertop and sighed quietly. Three days had passed with no word from Melissa. "Well, if Mohammed won't come to the mountain, I guess Mohammed will have to go to the mountain," she muttered quietly. She...

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The Demons Within10 Reconciliations

“Okay,” Emma coached. “Take it slow, but slide around and slip into the chair.” “I don’t understand why I can’t just walk out,” Phil complained. “I’m not crippled.” “The fact you passed out twice on the way here might have someth—” “What the hell happened to you?” Everyone turned to see Toni holding her hands to her mouth, her eyes open wide. Phil shifted closer to the chair. “It’s ... nothing.” “The heck it is,” she said, stalking into the examination room. “The eye isn’t too bad,” he...

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Letter From the GraveChapter 4 partial reconciliations

Another year went by. Three years without Nora — a full year of "life after the letter." My feelings about the letter and its contents were still bad. I missed loving Nora, and I missed missing her the way it should have been. People have different beliefs about reincarnation, about where the soul goes after death and about ghosts. But using this miserable excuse as a reason to ruin my love and my life, well, I just could not understand it. I kept feeling like a cuckold husband whose wife...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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