“No, she met me when I had nothing and I want to change that before we start a new life together.” “I don’t understand, Charlie.” “I nee... a loan.” “From me?” “Why not?” “It’s out of the question.” “You’ve got some, don’t you, Joe? Please say you do,” I could see pure desperation in his eyes. “How about your folks? Can they loan me some money until I get back on my feet?” “I should’ve known you came here to squeeze me,” I said, making to rise, but he grabbed my arm and sat me back down. . " Oh, I did, it was wonderful, you were wonderful." Well, let's get home, I have plans for what I'm feeling, plans to put that inside me. Do you think you'd like that?" Oh, Mom, you really mean that, like have sex and everything?" Yes, have sex and everything, you and me." Wow, my own MILF mother; do you know what MILF means?" he asked."Mommy I'd like to fuck, right?" You got it." And am I a mommy you'd like to fuck?" Oh, would I. You really mean this? That I can have sex with you when we get. Although he couldn't smoke in the Pentagon, he could still have a cigarette in his mouth, as long as it wasn't lit. He smiled and nodded to several co-workers as he strolled down the corridor to his office. After he opened the door with the key, and turned on the light switch, the cigarette fell out of his mouth, onto the carpet. He was staring at a scene of utter destruction. The massive oak desk had been reduced to a pile of kindling wood. No piece was larger than an index card. Every. It would also be an admission that I was more girl than anyone thought so far. "I'd like that Michael, thank you." His face lit up and that crooked smile of his grew wider. None of the other guys hit on me, and the girls quit worrying about me when they saw I was with Mike. "Where do you live Janet?" "Just three houses down." "Great, I'll pick you up at six then? We can get a burger or something before the show." He stayed close to me all night, and I even danced with him, much to the delight.