." Come over here, Honey..." She levitated up off the couch and swayed over to my chair, then settled onto her knees, leaning on the chair arm. Such g...ace ... Such huge brown eyes ... Such a cleavage ... I shook myself -- calling her over hadn't been that good an idea... "I'm trying to do you a favor. You don't need me drooling on you -- there are plenty of young guys standing in line to do that. I mean, what's your grand plan? Having my kids? Come on..." Boys don't drool on me -- I'm fat and. Yet, you still surprise me." "I'm sorry," I said looking down. There were so many things I could've said, but that was all I could manage. "That is my son. My baby boy Elena!" Julia exclaimed. "He's not a baby anymore," I snapped. "We didn't even want you to know." "Well, I do," she said. "Did he tell you?" I asked. "Yes. He told me," Julia explained. "He was acting weird after you left the other day, so I asked him why. he didn't answer me. So I kept asking over and over again, and he finally. .. Ms. Scandia and I most assuredly will return here sinceyou have been so accommodating...in fact let me purchase all the brasyou brought down and the camisoles." One big smile came over Ms.DeSalvo as she rang up a bill of over $1,200.00 for the blouse andlingerie. Angela had said to take a commission for selling it and maybean ongoing relationship if I could sell like that in the future.As Ms. Scandia exited and new customers were to be serviced, Ms.DeSalvo put her arm around me and said ". Then, they, too, fell back asleep holding their lovers close.All too soon, Trisha felt a sigh released behind her."Morning, sweet. Merry Christmas Eve." Mark kissed Trisha's cheek while he held her in a tight embrace, even though they were still spooning."Merry Christmas Eve to you, too," Trisha echoed, slowly turning onto her back so she could look into the eyes of her lover. She was met with a kiss filled with the passion remembered from the night before. "Is anyone else up, yet?" she asked,.