I still wanted to prove that I really, really wanted the soap opera job...“You can spit it out, Jess,” Bob said, still laughing. “The audition i... over.”Now I no longer felt that getting the stupid part was as important ... or was important at all. That desire that held me captive for the last fifteen minutes just disappeared, leaving only the horniness from my utter humiliation remaining. I needed to get off, but there was no way I was going to frig myself in front of these two. “Will you be here again before my birthday?” she asked embracing her petite body to his.“I’m not sure. Wendy is due to deliver our babies around the 25th of November.”“Can I borrow your phone?” she asked. He handed it to her and she entered her phone number. “Now you have no excuse not to call me. You know that we don’t always have to fuck here at the House,” she hinted. “I’m sure my bed would welcome you to fuck me. I don’t have a regular boyfriend. I’m sure I can sneak you in passed my mom.. Maybe even sexy, but she was his mother and sons don't look at their mothers that way. Now, he saw her sitting on the sofa with a stranger, wearing... well he wasn't sure what kind of outfit she was wearing... and kissing a stranger. She had on high heels, which he rarely saw her wear, a very short skirt, which she never wore, and a white blouse. Her hair was braided. She looked like a teenager. What the hell is going on, he wondered?"Open your blouse for me," the man said.Without protest,. After hanging up I told the daughter she didn't need to feed me, but she said she only liked to cook for more than one, so if I didn't stay she end up eating crap for dinner. I told her I then felt obliged to do my part to make sure she ate healthy so I would stay if she'd let me help. She put on a pot to boil for pasta and took some of her mother's 'famous' red sauce out of the fridge, while I cut up greens for a salad. She found a good bottle of red wine that I opened and somehow we drank.
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