Forget the words, the sound was rich with passion, with emotion. I put down my briefcase without saying a word, my eyes fixed on her. She knew me, kne... that I loved to look at her, that I loved how demure and shy she looked sometimes, how it contrasted with how wild she could be. The whore and the goddess. The mother and the lover. Oh woman, thou art a mystery to me. From beneath her fringe her gentle eyes followed me as I walked slowly around her, looking at her from all sides. I found her. Every one of them are in their prime, shagging girls left, right and center. I love the game, but sometimes the teasing can be infuriating.I was about to leave college, after the last class of the day finished.I rounded the corner and bumped into a lock of long, blonde hair.Sophie Turner, one of the girls in my class. She was insanely cute and had one of the best-rated rears in college. I had a crush on her for years, just admiring her from afar in classes we went to together.“Hey Leo, how are. "Oh, she was just going on about having to cover for me and that she was going to make me do her a favor later. Nothing in particular." Okay." I gave it to her with the attitude of ‘whatever you say, smartass'. "I guess you'd better go before your family wonders if we kept you. We'll see you on Saturday… all of you."She blushed at that, but grinned. "Yeah, I guess you will." She turned and headed for the front door as I followed.When we got to the front door, I leaned around and put my hand on. Jake,You don’t have to be concerned about me. I’ve left your mother alone for fifteen years. If I had designs on her then, surely I would have acted on them before now. You ask for assurances, but I can think of no way to give you an ironclad guarantee. The best I can do is give you my promise.Your father Jake had to concede that Harris was right on that point. How could he show Jake that he wouldn’t hurt his mother, aside maybe from letting himself be locked away somewhere or something like.