Tire You Out From Finding A Mistress

Elizabeth laughed as she recalled Lucas' concerns when she wanted him to go abroad to visit her. He was worried that others may fear his appearance. It was others who would be scared and they were just strangers to him. Why did he care about what others think? Her children were already fast asleep when Elizabeth came out of the shower and blow dried her hair. Seeing her wrapped in just a bath towel, Lucas felt a little shy and told her, "You'd better wear a nightgown before coming out of the shower." "I have to take it off anyway. So why go through the trouble of wearing it?" Elizabeth frowned. Why was he giving her such a hard time? Lucas knew that she had a point, yet he couldn't help but feel the heat on his face. Why did she have to be so straightforward? "Umm," Lucas cleared his throat in an attempt to clear the tension in the room.  On the other side of the house, Sigrid had already dragged George back to the room. "That Monica is really in a class of her own. The things she said