From Loving Wife To SlutChapter 8
When I walked into the kitchen David was sitting at the kitchen table working on a bowl of cereal. It was the first time I had been alone with him since the night of Jake's party. I poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with him. "We need to talk young man." "About what?" "You know damned well about what." "Why is it bothering you?" "Because you are my son, that's why." "Bullshit mom, you loved every second of it and you can deny it all you want, but that...