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First of all, Chapters 46-51 had not been properly edited. Sorry. I thought I had deleted it, but apparently not. I only hope it was readable! Anyway, hopefully, the pace, angst, and resolution( of a sort) will be rising a bit now. As always, thanks to everyone for bearing with me! Thanks to Kenji for keeping me readable, well, when I listen! Thanks to Paolo for his advice when I hit that proverbial wall! The chapters should be smaller, too!
Chapter 52
An Offer Made and A Day at Emily's
We overslept. No surprises there! Our human alarm clocks woke us too early as they quietly padded across the bedroom floor 'til they were warmly tucked beneath the covers with us. They were giggling and mischievous, as always. We chatted, asking if Janet was awake yet, but she was busy preparing breakfast for us. God, we'd miss her! There was a low knock on the door, though it was partially open.
"Morning, Janet!" we all cried, laughing.
She stuck her head in, somewhat embarrassed. I suppose she had never seen us in bed before, she only imagined it. Now she would definitely know! Fuck! Chrissie called her into the room and beckoned her to sit and chat. God, how uncomfortable would this be? Surprisingly, not that much. She sat next to me as I was closest to the door. She gingerly laid her hand on my leg, just because it was there. She asked about the exhibit, so Chrissie told her all about it, the kids still squirming around.
"I hope we didn't wake you when we got in," Chrissie said.
Janet blushed furiously. "Uh...no. I hardly heard...anything," she stammered.
"Hardly?" Chrissie retorted.
"Well..." her face turning redder.
"Sorry," Chrissie sheepishly said.
"Don't, Chrissie. Believe me, it didn't bother me at all," she laughed, coyly.
Now it was Chrissie's turn to blush. I did enjoy her discomfort.
"I'd blame Chrissie," I chuckled.
"Hmmm," Janet replied, swatting my leg. "So, when would you all like breakfast? It's
almost ready. David, Chloe. You all washed and teeth brushed?" she asked, sounding like a strict mother. "Come on. Out. Let Mommy and Tom wake up. Let's get you two sorted. Out!" she told them both.
"You two must be tired, so I have a refreshing breakfast for you," she said, talking to Chrissie and me, a bright smile across her face. Janet leant over me, her nubile body stretching, her hand on my bare chest as she gently kissed Chrissie, and then me.
"Good morning," she whispered. "Now! No going back to sleep...or whatever," she giggled.
I was so tempted to smack her tight butt that was just 'there'. She took the kid's hands in hers, turned and walked out the door, closing it soundly.
"Fuck, Chrissie," I groaned.
"I know, Tom," she giggled. "Behave, buster!"
I could only laugh as Chrissie lunged at me, wrapping her arms around me, and we kissed.
We finally slipped from the bed, scented with last night's exertions. We pulled our robes on as she had already seen us in bed, so there was no 'pretending' now. We kissed a final time and headed to the kitchen. The kids were helping Janet set the table, Chloe wanting to sit next to me. Janet had made us a mini-feast! There wasn't anything else we could have wanted. The five of us ate, joked and played with each other. Neither Chrissie nor Janet were embarrassed in the least. I was still slightly taken aback at how 'normal' this seemed. We told the kids we were going to Emily's, to cries of 'yes!' and loud whoops of joy. We had a relaxed breakfast, Chrissie going into more detail about the exhibit. Her persistent questioning on the show impressed me.
Chrissie was looking at Janet quizzically.
"You know, Janet. When I was twenty-three, I looked just as hot as you do in the morning," she chuckled.
"You still do, Chrissie. Believe me!" she blushed.
Well, that was unexpected!
The kids were finished, so Chrissie sent them off to get cleaned up and dressed. Chrissie looked at me, and I knew what her eyes were asking.
"Janet. We need to talk with you for a bit on our own," I started.
Her eyes were startled as if she was in trouble.

"Everything's good. Just relax," I laughed. "So, and this is between us here, but I think we know you can keep, uh, secrets by now. We are seriously considering moving to London. Permanently. Chrissie and Emily have an interview at the V