None of them had proof in hand, but the grapevine was correct."In fact, honey, I'm really appalled to say this, but he hasn't just done this with othe... folk's crops that we were brokering; he's pulled his little stunt with fruit from the family grove!" What we called the 'family grove' was the section of mixed citrus that I'd inherited from my father when he passed, a couple of years before I met Audrey. Selling fruit from my family grove would mean that he wasn't just taking the 10% brokerage. She was thirty-seven and had been left alone when her friend took off with some guy. She was pretty. Her hair was short and curly. Long straight hair was the fashion but she obviously could not have cared less. Her eyes were brown and deep. Talking with her was just plain fun. Later I was shocked to find myself making out with her in the parking lot. I'd never been kissed the way she kissed me out there. I kissed her back with the same slow intensity. It was a revelation. Kissing, for me, had. This quickly leads you to another drooling spree which the drool is making your boobs slick and shiny. I soon feel myself about to cum so I pull out and lightly slap my dick across your face. Slowly you look back up at me with that slap, and soon our gaze seems to stop time around us. But our bubbling lust builds to our gaze, as if the calm before the storm. I grab your by the shoulder to lift you up back up to your feet. I steal a kiss in the lifting, only to get in a tongue fight each trying. "Honey," she said with a smile I knew she didn't fully feel. "Next yearyou will likely be performing somewhere. We'll all be with you and won'tbe able to come here." Oh," I said with the full realization slamming into me of what my newcareer meant. This weekend was the only vacation I'd had from Sarah sinceschool ended. What was I going to do when I didn't even get that muchnext year? I returned a smile to my mom that was much like hers. Shenodded her head in understanding of how I really felt..