Thanks to all of my friends for suffering through reading this. ???? ** * I walk around the mall, prowling for a job. I’ve been sleeping in the cem...tery for a week now, and I’ve only eaten four days out of seven, so I think it’s about time I get some money. I enter the used books store and relax immediately. I browse the aisles, knowing I’m broke but unable to help myself. I make my way to the counter and paste an entirely fake smile in place before looking up. ‘Hello, my pet.’ Nathan. Dad is still in town, and before you ask--he hasn't married again."She stroked his thigh, her fingertips barely touching the marvelous softness of his pubic hair, so brown and curly. "How'd you know I was going to ask you that?"Robbie turned slightly toward her. "I guess we've both been thinking about him a lot--and maybe worrying a little bit." Because of you and me," Luaralee said, and now her fingers wondered over the yielding softness of her son's flaccid prick. When he was so close, she. " And sashayed away.Angela planted a wet kiss on my lips as if she were reminding me not to become infatuated with the waitress and her swaying, big, soft looking bottom. Playing along, I slipped my hand under the waistband of her jeans, and softly stroked her, increasing her wetness as I ramped things up by rubbing her clit, and penetrating her lips.When I glanced around, our waitress looked like she was about to come from just watching us, which was the whole point. Out of my peripheral. His hair was thinning on top, but still a dark brown that had once beensandy blonde, and even longer before had been the stark white of childhood.He wore a thick mustache as well, trying to look wiser and more mature, a tacticthat more often failed. He was of average height, and average weight, neitherfat nor thin…the perfect non-descript man. "There it is!" He muttered to himself, flipping on his turn signal and movingover, raising a wash of water that cascaded over the curb. He glanced at.