Her only statement was a quick, “Your waitperson will be with you soon,” as she left.Dexter sighed and took a seat. He realized that she had spoke... five sentences to him from the time he had stepped to her station to be put on the waiting list and getting to his seat. She had asked him the size of his party, asked his name, told him it would be an hour wait, told him that the pager would let him know that his table was available, and lastly that his waiter or waitress would come to the table.. As soon as we sat down, Sharon, moving her hand toward the back of her red bra, said to my mom: "Let's get rid of these things."When she said that Mom darted her green eyes toward me and stared at Sharon.Sharon gave her a smile and said: "Come on, he is your son, not a stranger."With that she flicked open her bra and presented the full view of her breasts to my mom and me.On seeing Sharon do it, my mother also got into the mood, and before I could even feast my eyes on Sharon's big breasts, Mom. Out loud she said, "Yes, he is. I've always thought so." "Do you think you'll have some pie?" her mom asked. "I mean, you must be watching your weight more than ever now." "What do you mean?" "Well, Simon, of course." Her mother laid dessert plates on the tray. "You want to look your best for him, don’t you?" "He likes me the way I am," Connie managed to sputter out. "Of course, he does, dear," said Lydia. "But it never hurts to be in shape. Women do a lot to keep men happy, you know. I go to. There was a nice bridge across the river and some flatboats were ferrying small wagons across the slow moving water. We decided to use the ferries because the bridge appeared too lightly constructed for our heavy Conestoga’s.I was in the last wagon with the two Mormon wives and my new best friend Josie. She played with my cock up on the front seat with the Mormon wives watching with great interest. They were not inclined to such sexual expressions of attachment, but I could tell that the.