“I lost my head, I’m sorry.” He told her sincerely. “Kindly step aside. I’m late for an engagement.” Gracie thought of Jane waiting at the...corner coffee shop for her. “Your husband?” He asked softly. “No.” Gracie lowered her eyes. He watched her little bow mouth as she struggled for composure. She was lovely in an unsettling way. She didn’t use tricks or pleas, didn’t make herself up like a clown. She had beauty and sweetness and he wanted her. Had to have her. “I have to see you again.” He. McGregor had a 20 year old daughter in college. Sal figured she probably had a section that left her pussy virtually untouched. The young girl with the advanced oral skills also told him that her mentor Mrs. McGregor had been separated from her husband for over 10 years and seldom had sex with men. She told him that both she and Alice had been "doing it" for almost a year now and that the older woman was so sex obsessed that she often wore her to a frazzle.It was hard to picture Debbie getting. “All my life, I love this place can't imagine myself any where else,” she said, picking up a thong and shaking the string of materiel out in front of me.“That's cool.” We talked for about an hour forgetting that we were in the laundry mat. When my phone went off, it was one of my friend reminding me that there was a farwell party for one of our friends we were suppose to go too. “Hey I gotta go!” I told her as I grabbed my stuff.“But I don't even know your name?”“My name is Nikki.”“My name is. ." I responded which was probably the normal response for any boy talking to the mom of the girl he was having sex with."We're doing great!" Brianna chimed in."Have you helped anyone else lately?" Lisa asked."Helped?" I said confused and with a vague feeling of concern."You know what I mean." No," I said with a stronger feeling of concern.Brianna spoke up, "Sam helped Alex and Alyssa."Oh, no!"How so?" Lisa asked.I interrupted and spoke firmly, "I told you I wasn't involved, Brianna." Oh," she.