I wasn’t playing along.“Well?!” she finally prompted me. “How was it?!”“You want the details of my afternoon with Cecilia?” I asked her ...keptically. “How was YOUR afternoon?” I asked pointedly.“I’m just asking how things went,” she said defensively. “If you don’t want to talk about it, just say so.”“I don’t want to talk about it,” I told her, taking my bowl of soup out of the microwave to stir it and decide whether it’s warm enough or needed more time.“You HAVE to talk about it, John!” she. “Hi, I’m Mike,” he said as he extended a hand towards her. “I know, Rachel told me about you. I’m Aly,” she said matter-of-factly, like she could care less if he were in her presence or not. She shook his hand and the group of friends went to the platform to wait for their train. Mike was immediately confused. What the fuck? At first she acted interested. I saw the way she looked at me when she first saw me! I’ll just play it cool and see what happens. He took his seat in the box car with the. "I wouldn't have a clue what to do with my girls. I do my best but..." he raised his hands in surrender. "I know she's going to be a good mother to them but we've been waiting to get married until at least one of us has a job." I think it's a man/woman thing," Grace nodded. "I didn't have any daughters of my own, although I would have liked to. I'm just having trouble relating to my boy; although I will say if he continues like this I actually may start liking the little shit again." If he. .. I guess... uh..." I said, trying not to be nervous but stuttering anyway, "how about a... a blowjob and... then maybe just a straight lay to finish off?" This was not the first time I had used a whore. It was the second."Half and half," Andrea said. "You just get to cum once, you know." Yeah," I said. "That's fine." Okay, honey," Andrea said, "let's get you cleaned up. Unfasten your pants, okay?"While I unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down, she turned to the sink and started hot.