It's hand-washable, fortunately. I certainly wouldn't want to take it to the cleaners with that kind of a stain-- Gerald, I told you, we weren't to sp...ak about that-- that incident again!"Gerald smiled again. "Okay Mom."After finishing their meal, Gerald and Madeline were clearing the table. "You know, Mom," Gerald said, "I've been thinking that I should start doing more around the house. Like getting supper ready sometimes and things like that. After all, I'm not a k** any more, and with Dad. Not Mr. Krisner..’ wobbled her voice. She couldn’t get a good look at him, as tears were flowing out of her eyes like a furious river. Wiping ferociously at her eyes, Ana managed to finally get a good glimpse of her..teacher? He seemed barely 24, fresh out of college. Eagerness and excitement reflected in his eyes, unlike so many of the teachers in her school whose eyes had dulled with the unfairness of life. And then there was that slick English accent. His eyes met hers, and she noted they. I had to give them credit, I thought she was the 'perfect' girl for me too ... till about two years ago! Unfortunately, the 'perfect' girl they'd been pushing on me the past couple months was my ex-wife, Teresa.The fact they knew that is what really burned my ass. I hadn't told them the real story behind my divorce because it wasn't any of their damn business! I'd told them I didn't want to date her, or talk to her, or even be in the same state as her. Now, there she sat, surrounded by a bunch. We went to the family room in the basement, sat on the couch and she turned on the tv. I put my arm around her and we started kissing and making out. More of the same ensued, I got nothing! Nada! Zilch! I even got her lying down on the couch with me facing her but all attempts to reach for her tits and pussy were repelled. After half an hour of her hot kisses, my pecker was at full stand and my nuts were hot and heavy and aching terribly. Once more I tried to get under her skirt and she says.