She was about 32-35 yrs old. Short maybe 5’3”, a bit fat, with specks on her round face and dark complexion. Though she would not be called dashin... or stunning, she had an innocence on her face. Her eyes were so beautiful, I really liked her. There was something about her. At first look she reminded me of Neha, the hindi film actress who worked in Kareeb. The thought of SEX never crossed my mind. She was wearing pants and a loose pink top. While she was searching I noticed that a guy came and. Marcia looked at me and realized."Oh, right, they're not pierced. Um, I don't have any clip-ons, I've had my ears pierced since I was eleven. Uh, wait here."She left the room, and I could hear her running down the stairs. I took the time to take stock of my appearance again. I really hoped this was going to be as convincing as the way I looked earlier in the day, or I was going to have a lot of trouble with the jocks at the party. I thought I looked great. Really. But then I had the feeling my. My purple T-shirt seeming too heavy for the warm night and my gray slacks too long for my short legs. I had pulled up just a bit of my long red-brown hair into a tiny gold barrette. ‘Why?’ he asked, being his usual difficult self. ‘Because I don’t have my keys.’ I answered, standing at the landing of the last flight of steps. I saw his face through the window in the glass, his long, mid back blonde hair pulled back into a pony. His blue eyes laughing as he turned away. ‘Nah.’ He answered,. He saw Mom when she crossed her long legs and I thought he was going to choke as he spoke. Shit! From where I sit, I can see Mom’s pussy.“Mrs. Winters, I hope you and I can become friends throughout this ordeal. If you or your children ever need me, please call any time.“Jody, lets get your part done so your mom and sister can have a few minutes to tell me their side of the matter. Do you think that you, your sister and your mom would be better off alone, without your dad around?” he asked.“Dad.