One Friday night she kept our son at her apartment over night. On Saturday, she brought our son back to our house, but forgot to bring some of his ex...ra outfits back.On Sunday, we decided to go to my in-laws for a visit. While on the way there, my wifesuggested that we stop at her sisters and get our sons clothes. When we got to herapartment, my wife asked me to run in, and she would wait in the car with my son.When I got to her door, I knocked softly a couple of times and received no. .I was pretty sure a couple in the far side of the shop had used the phone on me.“Lets try the leather one first shall we” he slipped his hands under by balls and snapped the studs closed over the top sliding a finger between my now getting firm cock and the leather.“You need a bit of room for when he grows like now just so it’s comfortable., how that feel?He looked at me smiling, I bet it had been a while if ever since he had done this!“Yes that’s good what about the rubber ring”He unclipped. ’‘I don’t want to see you.’‘How will you know that I have deleted them?’She realised just how stupid her thinking was.‘You will want to see me delete them in front of you, won’t you? I could say they are gone and still keep them otherwise.’Julia hesitated as she looked at John. He was still fast asleep.‘Okay.’Quietly she slid out of her seat and left the carriage. Moments later she sat down at a vacant table away from anyone else. She was expecting someone sleazy; a middle aged, overweight male. The owner never could leave well enough alone and so I had to deal with her trying to reeducate me from time to time. Nothing really stuck, I had learned to do my job quite well and I did it equally with or without scrutiny. She usually respected that. Some days I think she just needed a safe person to be mad at. Today was rife with host staff backtalk and waitress insubordination. She definitely needed me to be the normally slow and steady tortoise I was used to being. I think I wound up.