One tiny little slip of girl, armed with an apparently bottomless supply of questions, had me feeling more defensive and unprepared than all the armed...men and women I'd ever faced."Well, let's see ... first off, your mom and I made you, so that should count for something. But just about anyone can make a baby. My name isn't on your birth certificate, not yours or your sister's or brother's, because of the law, but that doesn't mean I'm not your real daddy either. It takes a lot more than that. My mom was watching a movie. I sat next to her.Mom: hungry yet?Me: hmmm…Mom: I’ll serve in the break.I crept up to mom and hugged her. She knew what I was doing but never showed any discomfort in her expressions. I was sitting such that my penis was touching the side of her thighs.Me: u smell nice.Mom: hmmm…I stuck my nose under her ear and inhaled deeply.Mom: I’m feeling ticklish.Me: I’m feeling ticklish too.I started slowly pressing my penis on her thigh and continued sniffing her neck. I was. "We went into one building that was completed and looked at a nice set of offices that would work for us. It had a small kitchenette area and bathroom with a large conference room. The offices were next to each other and reasonable in size. I could tell that Lisa liked it.I said, "Let's talk pricing on this one."She said, "Would you take it as it is or would you want additional finish work performed?" Either way would be good. Let's figure it as is and then we'll take bids on finish as we. Her big brown eyes sparkled as Shannon placed her plate of food in front of her. ‘Mmmm tanks you mama.’ She smiled up with the look of an angel. Samantha looked identical to her mother. She was even tall and thin in built as Shannon. James kept his black hair in place at all times. He was well built and muscular, very arrogant with a trigger finger temper. He put his hands on Shannon when he went into one of these rages if she just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.They ate.