This is a companion piece that popped in my head right after I posted the previous chapter. I had to post it!

Anyway, ABC owns the character. I own the story.


"Check these out!"

"Who's this?"

"I think you know…"

She doesn't answer right away, refuses to believe it. The bastard did what he set out to do. She's furious!

"Is he there yet?"

"No, he just left."

"I'm asking just to infuriate myself: did you just fuck my son?"

":D"

"What the fuck that means?"

"It means a very happy and satisfying yes."

"I told you not to do it, not with him."

"And I told you he is the only one missing out the fun. It seems fair to let him be part of our Sunday nights."

"You… you did not!"

"I did, my lovely girl, I sure did."

"I don't want Henry being part of this sick thing."

"Is it sick now? Because I can clearly recall the image of you sucking my cock this morning, and you didn't complain at all. You actually left with a very pleased smile on your face."

"It doesn't matter what I did, I told you I didn't want him in this."

"Well, now he is and I regret nothing. And just so you know, our sweet, innocent boy has a friend with benefits as a roommate."

"What?"

"Yeah, he fucks his roommate in Boston."

"How do you know that?"

"I asked, you know, just before I pounded his tight ass."

"I'm so fucking upset with you, daddy."

"Don't be, my dear."

"But I am."

"Well, your mother will love it."

"Mom?"

"Yes, well, she's been thinking about bringing him in for quite some time now."

"Oh no!"

"Stop whining, Emma. You'll see how amazing he is. I have plans for Sunday."

"I hate you."

"Yeah, but you love my cock!"

She doesn't answer back. She can't deny the truth behind his last message, but it doesn't erase the fact that she is mad at him. He fucked her son! Emma sighs deeply and gets back to the never ending paperwork. Sunday is probably going to be an upsetting day for her.