“Baby girl! How good to hear from you again! It’s been too long! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Eric naturally wondered if this was something t... do with Celeste’s mother, Phoebe, his bitch of an ex-wife.“Daddy, there’s someone that I want you to meet, but it’s kind of unusual. Can you come over to the O’Dell house and quickly? The sooner the better, Daddy. Trust me on this! I love you! You’ll see how much in a little bit when you meet him! Trust me, Daddy! You’ll be so happy that you won’t. I love her laugh. I like her smile, and the fact that she likes to go Dutch when we’re hanging out. She’s friendly, sexy, a wonderful friend and she’s good to me. That’s the kind of woman I want in my life. If I ever have a successful romantic relationship. For years I feared that exposure to my aunt’s sociopathic qualities at a young age irreversibly damaged me. I don’t think like other people. I’m impulsive. Sometimes, I lack remorse. And that bothers me most of all because I hate sociopaths.. Gave him a big tip, hopinghe would leave quickly. But he didn't. He took his time, showing meeach item in the order, making sure it was correct. All the while, hiseyes barely moved from my breasts, only occassionally looking at myexposed thighs. But, thankfully, nothing suggested that he could tell Iwas a guy.I don't know why, but I started to flirt with delivery boy. I handedthe food to Susie and thanked the delivery boy. Reaching out with myhand, I gently rubbed his cheek. "It's too. .." It's the American way Blossom." I just grinned at her, and she gasped with her hands brought before her mouth. Her lips are a beauty, with soft velvet red coloration. She swallowed hard, and agreed. "I will be back at 8:00 tonight. Okay." And with this she left. I did not think much more about it until later that evening, when I was closing shop, and Blossom showed up. Even in the nighttime she lights up a place, I mean this girl is that HOT. I bet she did not even realize it either.Once.