Later on that week my wife had a board meeting wouldn't be home for few hours yet .I called the neighbor up and asks her if she wanted to join me on t...e patio for a glass of wine. Her mom lived with her so the k**s were taken care of. (all N my plan) I had gotten ready for bed she replied. i told that OK I'm old enough to be her father and beside what can happen on a patio. i got together some cheese and apple on a plate.I had never seen her with just in her housecoat and grown, as she walked. He had changed careers and began to make better money. He was handsome and considerate. Yet he felt like a sitting duck so he decided to flee and moved to the coastal town as soon as he had secured a job. Velma knew his loss was very different from hers but was at least as traumatic. She had lived in fear her ex would come back and had moved to the coastal town when Fred graduated from high school. She empathized with Mike and dropped her saleswoman persona for him. She had not had sex with a. She laid down to rest on the hard cot when she caught the familiar green eyes of the officer standing outside of her cell. Correctional Officer Nathan Jackson was thirty four, and had his eye on the young prostitute since the first time she entered the county jail. He thought himself to be decent looking, with a strong build and fully capable of pleasing the women he would sometimes meet at bars. He certainly wasn't deprived of sex, but he had been working at the place for six years and was. But ... can I ask you something?" Of course you can, Ryan. Anything." Are you wearing clothes?" Ahhhhh ... guilty Sweetheart. No, I'm not." Mom!" Ryan exclaimed, more out of frustration than anger."What? I just really, really wanted to feel close to you." Mom, you just said the games were over. If that's true, why the hell are you in my bed naked?" The games are over, Ryan." Jennifer snuggled closer and talked more softly into her son's ear. "I acted like everything was a game because I was so.