..we're both adults. I think I can talk to youfrankly, can't I?" I couldn't believe I was about to tell my mother FatimaI wanted to fuck her. She no...ded her head and I went on. "You know, whenI was a kid, I used to fantasize a lot about you." "Most young boys do, youknow," she interjected. "Well, after awhile, it sort of melted into thebackground, but it was something I never forgot. When you came here, and Isaw how beautiful you look, well, those fantasies came flooding back in mymind. . ‘He should have gone back to the food court where he works. I don’t want him to lose his job.’ ‘I think he’s more worried about losing you.’ ‘Really? We haven’t even had a real date. Just talked and ate together at the food court. Tonight was supposed to be our first sorta kinda date. I guess that isn’t going to happen.’ Monica’s face fell at the thought. Sean thought for a second. ‘Let us make it up to you for David’s mother’s bad timing. Dinner after you get off?’ Suddenly shy, Monica. His ass was well defined, something she liked, and she suspected that his legs were as well muscled as his arms were, defined, but not overly big. Attractive and unmarred by any tattoos, at least that she had seen thus far. Just looking at him made her happy and only served to highlight her loneliness.It had been four months since she and Don had broken up. He was not in favor of her move to New York. In fact, he was so opposed to it that he had laid down an ultimatum of it or him. She had. "In spite of my reluctance, several messages were exchanged, and soon my husband and the unknown man were face to face talking on Skype.I'd quickly scrambled away from in front of the computer, but listened to the man's voice as he spoke to Rob who was telling him about how we'd just started displaying my photos.I couldn't contain my curiosity and crawled across the bed and just peeked around the edge of the screen to see what this person looked like. I was just doing this, and trying not to.