“There must be something… Something that can be done. You shouldn’t have to sell yourself.”She looks into my eyes and she leans in and our lip... touch. It felt like a lightning bolt ran right through me. I shouldn’t be doing this. I know this is wrong, but I need to be with her. I need to know her.She pushes me back on the couch and straddles my waist as she continues to kiss me. Her hands pull my shirt up over my head and she tosses it aside. Her lips journey down my skin. She sucks on my neck. "No baby I can't let you be there when it all goes down. This is between your mother and me. I love you baby girl, and I don't care if I burn in hell, just as long as I can have my baby girl by my side," she heard his phone click off as she pushed Jeff away and grabbed her clothes."Hey, baby, what's wrong?" Jeff asked as he saw Lita scramble about the room, dressing as quickly as she could, l****a needed to get to Jack.''I have to go,'' she said as she pulled up her panties and jeans.Jeff saw. The mask could stay. "Sure, but let's go to the bedroom."I followed Alesha's swaying bare ass down the hallway. She went slowly."Last door," I directed. Didn't she remember?Alesha turned and waited while I got ready. After all, she had a head start on getting undressed. I threw my shirt and socks and slacks into a haphazard pile. My erection was full and proud, pointing at her with a drop of moisture at the tip."Wow," she said."Why, what's the matter?" Oh, it's just, like, uh, I didn't remember. " You should pace yourself, Mister Brown. Make yourself take a break every hour." I was about to speak, but she went on, "and this room could do with redecorating. It is very dingy." Suddenly, she went white and covered her mouth with her hand. "Oh! I'm sorry! I have been so rude!"I couldn't help it, I laughed. "Don't worry, Lida. You are absolutely right. Both that I need to pace myself so I don't end up the way I was two or three months ago, and, yes, the room is dingy. I'm going to repaint.