‘I don’t believe it’ I said in my head, it was Jack. It said ‘Can you help?’ I text back ‘With what?’ ‘Wendy and I have been arguing�... ‘What can I do?’ ‘Come around and help’ ‘Ok, when do you want me there?’ ‘When can you get?’I thought for a second ‘how about 4pm’‘Ok thanks, see you then!’How could I possibly help I thought to myself other than what I normally do and maybe take his mind of his arguing! Anyway, I guess I’ll find out when I get there. I left the shop, no time to do any more. Eventually we broke the kiss and I let her down, she quickly took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom. It was your typical teenage girls room. Flashes of pink and purple, boy band posters here and there, a few stuffed a****ls on a shelf.Before I could speak she pulled me back into an other kiss and tugged at my t shirt. I let her hands do the work and she pulled it off. Breaking the kiss briefly before locking lips again.My hands roamed down her body and grabbed a handful of her ass and. And since Rhonda has already managed to get closer to him than anyone else, perhaps she should go as well. It’s only about forty miles away, so I can get up there every two or three days to work with him.”Ken agreed, “Sounds like it might work for a while at least. I can sit on the story until Sarah gets wind of it. One thing for sure, I’m not on her top ten list of favorite people right now, so it may well cost me my job when she finds out I withheld it.”Widener said, “Oh dear no, Ken! I can’t. "Maggie said, "That sounds serious. We want to help you, but being a mother and a grandmother; I would hate to break up a family. Will you tell me what they did that made you want to leave?" My parents are all straight laced and have a bunch of goodie, goodie friends. A couple of months ago my mom caught me in bed with my boyfriend. Since then, all of my parent's friends, as well as my dad, think I'm some kind of whore, because they kept coming on to me, so they could teach me how to become a.