Michelle, equally anxious to get away from the grown-ups held her breath. Missus Spencer looked at the girls as if she had reservations and then said,...Of course dear ... we'll call you when we're ready for desert." Rebecca's mother didn't know why a vision of the novice who'd been her mentor at boarding school flashed in her mind. She hadn't thought of Teresa in years, and the memory of their brief relationship popping up now made her uncomfortable.Like a jail-break the teenagers hustled down. I don’t know who to invite. If I ask either Dahlia or Carol, then the other girl would get jealous, I don’t want to show up alone. The week before the dance, we are sitting, having our lunch. I ask the two of them if we can talk in private when we are done eating. Usually, kids walk the hall when they want to chat. Instead, I take them to an empty classroom that is out of the way, so we won’t be disturbed.As usual, I get straight to the point, “I don’t want to show up to the dance alone. At the. "Paul, you must think me a terrible mother. Here I am pushing you to go out and find a girl without even taking the time to find out what my very own son likes in a woman. I never even considered your feelings. Can you forgive me, Paul?" Yeah, yeah. Let's just forget the whole thing." After dinner, we relaxed on the couch watching a movie when an idea popped into my head--scratch that: It was the mother of all ideas. Mom wanted grandkids and I wanted a nice fat ass to fuck. We could give each. I slowed down, knowing that I’d still be home in ten minutes or less. There was no traffic so I was able to go a few miles above the speed limit. The closer to home I got the faster I drove, my tires squealing when I pulled into the driveway. I ran into the house where I found Mom and Barbara in the living room. She was still crying and shaking terribly. The first thing I noticed was that her engagement ring was missing. “Barbara, honey, what’s wrong,” I asked as I put my arms around her..
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