“I would like to have a big room.”“I definitely can arrange something,” she said while looking through the reservations. “Yes, there is a su...te free. How long would you like to stay?”“I am not sure, as I said, I have not planned much. Let's say at least a month?”“A month?” Shannon confirmed slightly surprised the time. Long-term guests weren't totally uncommon, but most times they not just showed up. She looked down on her computer and to her surprise the room was free for the next month. She. "The doctor says that it is serious. I have maybe a year to live." Mama!" I exclaimed. We held each other and cried for a while. Finally I wiped my eyes and asked her, "What will we do?" You must prepare to be the woman of the house," she said, blotting her own tears."But I'm only fourteen years old!" Think. What would your father do after I die?"I thought. Then it came to me. "He would find another wife, right?" How would you like to have the Widow Murfree as your stepmother?"I was horrified.. Cindy turned to me. I couldn't have described then the look I saw there. Now I know it was a look of awe.To Cindy, Steph and Darlene were older, more sophisticated women -- not girls. The fact that Darlene was telling Cindy I'd had sex with her -- Darlene -- gave me a new air of sophistication in Cindy's eyes. She was too young and unschooled to even approach jealousy. She was at that curious stage where she just wanted to learn about sex, and it was going to take somebody who knew something to. In this way she got close to me through her kids.Every time I go to her place I use to keep on staring her shape always. Stare at her boobs all the time. If it was cold I could see her popped nipples out of her tops or shirt that would made my dick stand there itself. Most of often she use to wear shorts and tees or shirts which are sleeveless which her side boobs are exposed through side gaps.Whenever she use to work I was able to see her god damn cleavage and whenever her boobs are pressed.