Mr M had always been so good in my two divorces, businesses , an yes tennis ans had called me tk do things in the Ray Donovan order to fix problems. H... had told me fo not do the milf although he thought of her to be very hot. He asked me to stop in one day an since my milf had moved the spot we hooked up the most ofc the island when i was going to fuck her. We mostly went to lake worth on dixie where a lot of foot traffic walked through the area an people she new never new existed. I had. There was no hello or acknowledgement of my existence from her just some muted cursing about the traffic and some idiot she had dealt with at work; more or less as if she was talking to herself.I served her supper and stood next to her like a good waiter. She pointed at her laptop case sitting on a chair near the door and then at a spot on the table near her plate. I struggled with the latches and then set it where she had pointed. She gave me an impatient look, motioning for me to open the. It’s his bedroom, I assume. It’s just as clean and tidy as his car was. There is a desk that has some scattered notebooks and pens, but all of his laundry is in its hamper.Maybe I am getting ahead of myself, but I am already making a mental note to clean the shit out of my apartment before I ever let him over.I walk over to the bed and sit on the edge, each movement stiff and uncertain.I don’t know why I’m so nervous. After all, a couple of nights ago, I was on my knees in a public restroom. ”“What does that mean?” she asked, her voice querulous.“It means that there are many facets to your personality,” he said. “You’re capable, but not overbearing. You’re intelligent, but don’t throw it in people’s faces. You can be hard as nails, but have an obvious soft side. You store breast milk in the cafeteria kitchen, but don’t have a husband or a boyfriend. I’d say that classifies you as being complicated.”That he’d somehow found out about the breast milk made her feel like he’d been.