" He's nice isn't he?" Yeah, I suppose so, he fancies you though." He doesn't, he was just being friendly." Mum he could hardly take his eyes off your...bum the whole time we were in the shop." Well at least one man fancies me, that's something." she laughed."Two," I said softly and she turned to look at me."What was that?" I said two mum." and felt myself blushing again, "I was reminding myself to get two glasses from the kitchen." Hmm," was all she said, but she looked very thoughtful.She'd. She ran her other hand down her body, between her legs and touched her pussy over her panties. It was wet. She chased the pieces of lasagna around her plate without thinking about it. She wasn't hungry anymore. Not for food. She picked up her plate and swept the lasagna into the trash. She put the plate in the sink then leaned against the counter with her arms spread wide. She looked at her reflection in the window. It was a ghostly image, transparent in the shadows. She laughed and shook her. He held her, feeling her tremble. For some reason she seemed to want his protection. He almost laughed in seeing her stress. With head still lowered and without her looking where she was pointing, he turned to look. He didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, awaiting an explanation. ‘The cross, the crucifix or whatever you call it. It’s very annoying and weird to me. Would you get rid of it please?’ He didn’t know what to do with it, deciding to put it in the garbage. ‘Break it up first,’ she. So, if I get off it, how could he not?!She forced herself to concentrate and focus on her anger. "Making me suck your cock when you know I hate doing that for anyone else doesn't get you off? Parading your other fuck toys around in front of me doesn't get you off? Fondling her big boobs and perfect ass right in front of me doesn't get you off?"As she grew more animated, she leaned forward across the table and began poking her finger at him. That caused her boobs to sway forward and nearly fall.