Unmarried mothers were supposed to be shunned, but I wanted to thank her, not shun her. I decided to be diplomatic. ‘I am not one of those who looks...down on others. I am sure you have a reasonable explanation for your circumstance, but don’t worry about explaining it to me. I’m just here to give my thanks, and then I will be on my way.’ I watched her straighten her shoulders and turn around. She smiled at me, and then handed me my cup of tea. ‘That’s good to know, but you really don’t need to. ”By the time I got back to the loft uncle Marty had finished 4 beers and was slouched out in a bean bag watching to a news station on TV. Although sipping on his fifth beer He had also stripped down to his t-shirt and boxer shorts.The loft was more so for guest or just hanging out, so all my parents did was to throw a few bean bags around the apartment. I grabbed a bean bag and sat Indian style across from uncle Marty who jumped in just about where he left off earlier. As he began talking of. When Tanya had gotten the drinks, they sat together on the couch. Tanya had her drink in one hand and Tim's manhood in the other. Tim had his drink in one and his other around her shoulders fondling one of her large breasts. They chatted sexually as they drank their drinks. When they were finished, Tanya took Tim's hand and led the way to her bedroom. As they got to the king sized bed, Tanya pushed Tim on the chest and he fell backwards onto the bed. Tanya climbed up next to him. "Get me. The only two people left were the father and son team of proprietors. The older man had his head in a machine doing repairs.She walked over to her machine and watched the dial click to "rinse". She nonchalantly leaned her lower body against it. The soft rumble was enjoyable - but the thought that was making her wet was wondering if any of the men would guess what she was doing.Too soon it was over. She blinked a bit and then unloaded her things into a basket. She asked the son for help.