“I’ll tell you what.”God! She doesn’t give up, I cringed.“You lie down on your bed and let me start my massage,” she said excitedly. “I�...�ll give you my full treatment. If you do fall asleep, I’ll call the cab myself and lock up when I leave.”I was too pooped to quarrel and finally gave in.“OK. Let’s get this over with,” I muttered as I lumbered out of the kitchen. Elizabeth followed close behind.Rain struck the bedroom window like lashes from a thousand whips. Neither of us spoke. I lay along. Cheryl had moved to the west coast and had just gone through her third divorce. Her second and third husbands had both been wealthy, and she was now very well off financially. Hayden’s memories of her were very hazy, and since his father strictly limited any contact with her over the years it was almost like meeting a complete stranger. Except she was the hottest looking blonde MILF he’d ever met in person. He even started to wonder if he was meeting the right woman.“I’m so glad you’re here,”. When we parked into front of our house, Tom got out of his seat tohold the door open for Mike and me to exit. I began to wait for Judyto get out and she told me she'd be in shortly so Mike walked me tothe front door. I thanked him for a lovely evening and preparedmyself for the inevitable good night kiss which by now was nothingnew. Mike took me in his arms and kissed me tenderly.Once inside the house I breathed a sigh of relief. I could finallylet down my guard and relax. I sat down on a chair. The furniture was so-so but still in good shape. Jennifer seemed pleased as she looked around while I hung up our coats and got us fresh sodas from the kitchen. "Don't you have anything stronger?", Jennifer asked as I handed her the drink. "You're only eightteen, Jennifer", I replied. "Maybe just a little wine?", she asked while batting those eyes at me. How could I refuse? "OK", I said as my resistance weakened. "One SMALL glass". I took her soda along with mine back to the kitchen and rooted.