She’s sixteen.”“You think she’s a virgin wearing this?” I asked. I snapped the back of Sheri’s thong.“Hey!” Sheri gasped.“Don’t to...ch my daughter, you little pervert!” Mrs. Saunders snarled, her hands on her hips.“You want me to touch your daughter,” I said, my hand sliding around Sheri’s hips, my thoughts prickling. “You want me to shove my hand down her pants and find out if she’s a virgin.”Spots of darkness danced across my vision as I rewrote the MILF’s mind.“What?” Sheri gasped. And then. While shopping at the super market I notice a woman with a classy confided look, she looked a little younger than me but I decide to take a chance. By the time I made up my mind she had disappeared down another aisle. I went from aisle to aisle looking. Almost ready to give up I was grabbed and spun around. There she was. She wrapped her arms around me and planted a kiss on me that shook my world.“Mary?”“I’m glad it’s you, or this could be very awkward.”“Mary??” I was totally blind sided.“Come. I got up and started to leave, but mom stopped me and told me to wait.Then she said to Ginger, “Alright young lady! From now on, you are going to work hard and get those grades improved. Do you understand me?” she asked. “Because if you don’t, Donny is going to be my “designated hitter” with your butt!” (Mom was always quick with a joke or a pun) Ginger cried some more, then she apologized and hugged mom. Mom told her, “You apologize to Donny and hug him, too. I’ll bet his hand is sore. All it took was a look at Cassidy to see how seriously she was taking my protection. I immediately dropped the idea of fighting them on this.I figured out how Tracy had gotten us reservations at the Covered Bridge: we were doing her vlog there today.“I wasn’t sure you’d make it,” Tracy said as a greeting.“I was feeling a little fragile last night. I’m better today,” I said as I hobbled into the restaurant.“Looks like it,” Tracy observed.Marshal and Curtis were inside setting up for the interior.