“So are you. She told me she had someone special… like…. in mind for me”, stuttered Ruth blushing.“Let’s get started”, said EmilyAnd th... two women put their arms around each other’s shoulder and waist. Both were wearing a cotton dress with a narrow belt. Neither was wearing a bra but it didn’t matter since both women were quite flat-chested. Emily took the lead in the dance and also in the preliminaries. She pressed Ruth’s chest to hers and both women could feel the other’s small bumps. Emily. I walked to the parking lot and dropped the bread into the front seat and hesitated at the car door. The rain was drizzling down in the cool April afternoon as I wondered if I could see more of her. I knew better, 70 years of life offers experience (if you are a mid forties or younger still reading this you think you know it all, you don’t).I knew better but I grabbed a folding umbrella and pressed the lock button after closing the door to the car and walked back into the store. The check. It was Brent. Alone at a table.I walked up to him and smiled, holding out my hand. “Hello Brent!” I beamed. He took my hand and kissed it. “Hello Lainey”. “Zoey” I corrected him. “My name is really Zoey. I used ‘Lainey’ for the chat line.”. “Zoey” he smiled. “I hadn’t thought of using a pseudonym.”. Brent was not shy about checking me out. He actually asked me to do a turn for him and I eagerly complied. “Stunning. Simply stunning” he said. I sat across from him and ordered a latte. Brent. I’m very pleased that you enjoy my cooking, love,” Carolyn smiled at him, “but do call me ‘Mum,’ will you? Especially since I’m going to ride your cock like a fucking thoroughbred.”“Please do that, Mum. Hubby deserves the best and that’s definitely you, from where I’m sitting. Well, you, me, and Aimee here,” Lisa encouraged Sam’s mother.“Mmmm ... can’t wait to sample your sweet fanny, dear,” Carolyn assured Lisa with a wink, “but, yes, your husband is in for a treat. Then again, I’m sure that.