Startled, I grabbed her for safety, Wow! she might be a little overweight but she was firm and felt so good, so I left my arm on her back and, having ...lways been very tactile, stroked her back and shoulders. She was less than half my age, younger than my son, so it was up to her to pull away, but we continued to people watch whilst I became more adventurous with my left hand and cuddled when we laughed. My hand was down the small of her back and circling round her coxis when we laughed one. Unlike every other morning, she carried nothing to eat with her into the breakfast nook.After a couple of deep breaths to calm the butterflies in her stomach, she strutted into the nook, and over to the window. She leaned against it, peering into the backyard with her back arched to good effect. She had considered sexy, matching heels, but decided that was a little too much.She could almost feel his hungry stare as she stepped back, stretched her arms overhead, and then slowly ran her hands. "Yes her name is Sue," she said."And who is the father?" I asked. The older woman said something in Vietnamese so the girl looked down and said, "No father."I looked sternly at the old woman, then said to the younger one, "Every child has a father, so who is the father of this one." Miss Maxine, I know who you are, everyone does. Please the father is not a good man. We do not want him in her life. It is best that he does not become involved." I will look into this and if the child is better. Smiling he’d could go all day with her but SHE wouldn’t like that that much. Making his way to the richer side of town, the man went to the local country club, smiling, he thought ‘this best place to start.’The man knew of at least three here that he had been itching to get in their pants. They had of course never really given it up ‘til they met rich husbands. The man smiled that was going to change today he’d make sure they were sore as hell when he was through with them.The man smiled when.