Downstairs Jess went into the kitchen and poured herself a hefty slug of scotch.  She was shaking, she had wanted a hug, a kiss, something to show her he was still the man she loved.  She downed the scotch in one go, feeling it burn as it slipped down her throat into her oesophagus.  She poured a second and that followed the first.  Then she took a deep breth.  She had to get back to Kayla, the poor girl must be thinking they were all nutcases.<br/><br/>She left the kitchen and headed back up stairs.  She knew Jodie was playing him.  He might see it as punishment, but Jodie didnt.  The not cumming was more punishment than anything else he could do to her.  She sighed, had they done right with their children, bringing them into this relationship, oh well, too late now.<br/><br/>Knocking gently on the door to Kay's room she smiled at them, "right, here we are, lets show you around the rest of the house." She said, leading them back to the door.