Never give it away!”Mr. Dante Puccini and I were getting off on the wrong foot, but it was hard for me to avoid disagreeing with him and still talk ...o him. We had very, very different viewpoints, and I feared what he’d say if he found out about my very unconventional lifestyle. It dawned on me that he might actually give me credit for that, because he very much struck me as the unfaithful type, especially after his offer of a ‘test drive’ to Barbara.The soup and salad arrived and we began. The pot roast was not dry. I think it was the best one my mother ever made. She finally broke the silence. "I told you the roast was dry." She was fishing for my father to make a comment how good it is. By the noises he was making while he ate it was evident that it was good. "It is very good, the best ever." He gave her a wink. "Thank you Leo." She said. Her pet name for dad was Leo. She use to joke that is was because he was such an animal in bed. My parents were always open about sex. Mother. 6 ft and 48 kgs.Her body stats has 33-28-34.she had perfect round boobs with sharp pointed nipples, curvy figured hips and well-shaped ass which is round.when she walks, you can notice a perfect too and fro motion of her ass because she always wears high heels to show her ass sexy.I noticed her sexy walk….when she walked from her parking lot to her bungalow.Truly am saying ladies…women are the beautiful creature by god not only by external beauty, curves, sexiness….Their inner beauty and heart. I heard him arguing with his wife on the phone about the divorce and I knew he would be in a really grumpy mood. The thought of him wanting me to... service... him again brought tears to my eyes.I looked up and saw Ben watching me as he ate what looked to be leftover stew out of a tupperware container. I looked down at my sandwich and finished the last bite. I peeled back the banana and was eating it when I heard from the next table."Carl. Check out Benji," Chuck laughed."Hey, Benji," Carl.