He paid the bill and they left restaurant arm in arm. As she passed by the young boys table though. She dropped a small slip of paper with a scribbled...handwritten phone number. They stopped at an ATM so Brian could get some cash. He handed her 3 crisp 100$ bills, and 2 more 50's. She rolled through then put them in her back pocket, and pecked Brian on the cheek, "To the hotel," she laughed. She liked Brian, and figured she might as make him a regular customer and/or a friend. He chuckled in the. Hello I’m Carole 42 years old divorced with a twenty year old Son Frank this is my story.all this occurred five years agoI have always loved my son yes I know a Mother is supposed to love her son or Daughter but my feeling went deeper than that I admit I adore my son at fifteen he is in every way an adult, I also realize the fact that my feelings for Frank led to my divorce five years ago well it had to come sometime. In the distant past when I breast fed Frank I always got aroused after. Her mother told them I never bothered and that I had left them. The rest of the day the girls opened their letters and cards and we all cried and laughed. And I hated myself for looking at Jenny's butt and Madi's lips and thinking how I was so evil. A quick early dinner and talking about everything and it was decided that they needed decent clothes. Their clothes looked like hooker outfits. No way I could allow them to dress like that in my home. For more than 1 reason, mostly because they. You think I did this on purpose? The ONLY reason I’m on this road is because I was driving people home after a party. FYI, I went to the party and talked to people. Last time you were here, you bitched me out for not moving on and now you’re here because I’m not moving fast enough?” I was starting to get angry. “And what happened to not coming back until I meet someone? You don’t want anything to do with me, then stop complaining about what I do with my life while you’re gone.”She looked at me.