“Once I stopped acting like a jerk, yes.”“I haven’t seen her this happy since she started working here in August. Whatever you did, you must h...ve done it exactly right.”I smiled, accepted my change, and left the diner. I certainly seemed to have done it right. And not just the lovemaking.April 2, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, do you have one second?” Jeri asked late on Thursday morning.“Just. I need to get home to meet Jessica for our walk.”“Maybe we can talk when you come back from lunch. I. We trudged up Belmont Road and once round the shoulder of the hill, we were treated to the down hill section. I'm good at going down hill and over took her quickly during the decent on the twisty moorland road, I pulled up to a stop beside Blue Water, which was really low at this point, and took a drink, the Ex caught up to me and took the bottle, and had a drink, spilling some on her top, turning it see through, whoops, she said looking me in the eyes as I tried not to look at her ample. It encouraged me also. I laughed the loudest and silence reigned once more. "I don't understand why you don't like my attire," I said, staring down at myself. "Too black?" "Too weird." another said. "Ah," I smiled once more, widely, absolutely sure my teeth would not miss anybody's sight. "But you see, I don't care what you have to say about me. And you know why that is?" "Why?" the tallest said, a slight quiver in his voice. "Because I could rip your hearts out faster than it would take you to. ..."And surprised a third time when she shifted her body and went face down in his lap. She raised her rear end until her miniskirt tumbled down into the arch of her back, revealing the pale twin hills of her big ass. Without thinking, the president slid a finger into that pussy."Mmmmm...yes daddy..." she moaned into his crotch. He fingered her until she was rocking her rear back onto his finger, hoping to god that Susan didn't find them like this. Then his daughter stopped rocking, raised her.