Walking up to mom in the mall while she stood by the door, waiting till I got over to her, she had this puzzled look on her face, and when I was close...enough for her to hear me, "Wow sexy, you are one hot sexy beautiful woman. I hope your not here all alone, without your husband to protect you from a pervert, like me." I hope I don't look like a whore." she whispered to me.Whispering back, "Yes and no. You look like my whore, and no one elses whore, but mine. You look stunning to me, and even. I lookedaround for the kid from the pharmacy, but there wasn't anybody here.There were only six rooms in the place, it wasn't really big enough tohide in. Jaide was right behind me, and Sari behind him, ready to looseas many arrows as she needed to.The idea that these Royal Escort guys were here for Sari had crossed mymind more than once in the three minutes it took to get from the roomto the front door. Somebody had wanted Jaide to tell them where shewas, whether that was because of what. ”“I’ll meet you in the bar. We’ll go up together.”“Sounds good. Good night.”“Good night.” I hung up and sat there, slightly stunned at how the conversation had gone.She was right. It’s not like we hadn’t done it before. Our previous meeting was why we were meeting, after all. I had no idea if she’d had sex since that night. As I thought about it more, it started to sound like a better and better idea. I didn’t remember our first time together. It would be nice to see what she was like .... Mr Rogers taught me a lot and i also found out a lot more about him to.I told him about what i overheard my mum and dad talking about and he told me it was true and he felt ashamed for his wife, but he liked what he liked and that was how he got his kicks, i asked him again about his daughter why he didn't see her anymore and he told me the truth, that his daughter had caught him wanking whilst watching gay porn on the computer when she had come round to see him one evening,but the funny thing.