"Okay," she chirped."Now go," I said over my shoulder as I turned back. "Put the key back in Mrs. Carson's desk. I'll lock the door when I'm done and ...hen I'll meet you. Room 218. Oh, and here, take my bag."It took me another half an hour, but by the time I was finished, I was satisfied that the only inappropriate pictures that a Google search for "Pam Lee" would turn up would be the blonde former Playmate and home video star. I was also satisfied that there was no way anyone would know that I. “Out with some friends.”“Does she ever date?”“No. My parents are still legally married. She’ll file for divorce at some point, but I think she was really hoping deep in her heart he would come back, if only to explain things.”“Won’t he have to respond to the divorce?”“She has no idea where to serve him. According to the lawyer she talked to, she has to file based on abandonment, and then there are things she has to do to try to find him.”“Shouldn’t that be easy? If he’s working, he’s paying. At the end you start to think about the beginning. It had been so good for so long. I loved you from the first moment we met. Your smile warmed my soul, sweeping me away like a leaf on a breeze, a great wind carrying me. Now I'm falling, so afraid, and I need you to catch me. Gradually, the darkness of sleep takes me, takes me to the place where we still are. A chance for me to apologise. I can tell you how I feel, now that you're gone, how much I miss you. I need you to subdue my fears, to. My mother is in her mid 40's her brown hair hung just off of her shoulders. My mother's eyes are blue and her breasts at least a 36-B. She stood about 5'5" and hardly an ounce of fat on her. As I looked her over I could not help notice that she seemed younger and firmer and my cock was coming to life. "Not a good thing Kevin, not a good thing to think of your mother as a sex object," I thought to myself and hoping that she would not look back and see me trying to cover my budding erection.I.