"Gone? You mean... ?" Yes. He said he felt trapped, that I was smothering him." The ungrateful bastard," I breathed."Darin! you shouldn't use language...like that." And why not? After all you've given him -- I mean all the love you've given him and then he just walks out." I ... I thought he wanted to marry me. Oh, what a fool I've been!" The tears began again."Mom, your only mistake was trusting a guy like that. He was just using you, getting what he wanted then walking out the door." I'm afraid. . .” “Clean? Yeah, I know. I cleaned it because I really want to be able to see Danielle, Holly. I couldn’t stand it if I lost her. I have even stooped drinking beer in the past few days.” “Wow, Joe. I’m really proud of you. Let’s go show that social worker that you are a capable father. She’s upstairs waiting to talk to us.” “Okay. You think we did it, Holly?” “I really do, Joe. I really do.” “Mr. Tolbert, Ms. Luxembourge, I do not know if you remember this, but I am the same social worker. Before she could stop her hand slid inside the other girl's nightie and touched the blonde's breast.Time seemed to stand still. Both girls held their breath, staring at each other. Rory struggled but could not seem to make herself remove her hand from Paris' breast. Indeed, her fingers crept further until she was cupping it.It wasn't that she had never touched her own breasts. She had, often, as she lay in bed or stood in the shower with her eyes closed and dreamed of Jess or Dean or some other. It was still kind of early when I got to her place, I was a bit nervous because I didn't know if we could have a repeat of the time before because it was so hot. Well she answered the door dressed in a tiny plaid skirt, white stockings, white shirt with a tiny tie. My eyes just about popped out of my head! She looked so hot, she smiled and pulled me in greeting me with a deep french kiss and a light squeeze of my hardening cock. We sat on the couch with her legs d****d over mine, she started.