..uh...think that ...uh...maybe I could....uh...practice with you?”I wanted to say yes, of course, pucker up, baby, but what I needed to say was no... Sitting in her panties on my lap was one thing, but kissing her was not gonna happen. Katie would kill me and my little family would be no more. I explained to her why it was not a good idea, but she did not listen. She was determined to get her way.For the next two weeks, she was relentless. She would consistently ask, beg, try negotiating. 00 after the broker took out his commission and "employment costs" since she was a new hire. The overall commission had been over eight grand."Bob wants to buy a vineyard." said Gus. "He wants us to represent him and make sure he's not doing anything stupid."Gus gave Margie the information and told her to go do her thing. She'd only been gone ten minutes before he was pulling his hair out due to the phone and a walk-in who wanted to know if Gus could catch a wife having adultery. He called a. Eva.The day we'd parted in Paris had been hard. I'd left with a heavy heart and in a black mood. The prospect of not seeing Eva for what, 6 weeks, was a heavy wrench. True we'd spent hours on the phone too each other but it was simply not the same. My thoughts drifted back to that incredible night we'd shared together. Just the thought of Eva, naked, blues eyes alive with passion was enough to get my cock twitching and the images racing through my head of Eva writhing below me as my dick. Your mother will cover for us. We have a good six hours if you want me that long.”I said, “I’ll need your panties and a picture of you naked. You too Mom. I’m starting a collection.”Mom smiled and picked up two pair of panties off the floor. She handed one pair to Mrs. Jenkins. I got my digital camera and took a picture of them both holding up their panties. Then I took one of just Mom and then one of Mrs. Jenkins. Mrs. Jenkins tossed her panties at me and then she laid back, opening her legs.