.. tears were literally falling on the books she held in hand. I quickly escorted her into the foyer and grabbed her books and set them on the table. ... then told her to come to me and I held her for the next 15 minutes as she cried her heart out on my shoulder. Soon the crying subsided as I kept whispering reassurances in her ear that I loved her and thought she was beautiful(lying through my teeth). I then gave her a long passionate French kiss to confirm it. She finally pushed me slightly. She had a slim figure and a slinky, easy manner of sitting and moving. "I'd give anything to have brains and endurance. I just slug along. Don't even know where I'm going yet. Feel like I'm twenty-two going on sixty." You've got a start in the design business, though. Back in Memphis, women don't even know such jobs exist." Yeah, Martha told me about Memphis. Minimum Wage Capital of the World, right? God, Mom, and apple pie?"I nodded. "Home of the red, white and blue -- Red necks, white socks,. ” It wasn’t quite noon yet, but, as they say, it was five o’clock somewhere. “Do you want some?” “No thanks,” she said. “So about two months ago, Chase said we really should do sex the right way. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t want to lose him to some slut who would fuck him when I wouldn’t, but I was still scared of getting pregnant. So I asked mom.” “Really? You figured your mom would be OK with Chase . . . you know?” The wine was a little sweet, but not bad for eight euro. I could tell. I pulled my mouth away from hers again, this time so I could turn my body around on the bed. I put my face to her belly and kissed her belly in several places. I stuck my tongue into her belly button. I kept my tongue sticking out as I slid it along her belly from her belly button down to her pussy. As I got near her pussy, I could smell her odor. It smelled just like my fingers smelled after I had played with myself on several occasions before this. I had learned to associate that odor.