"Bobby's eyes seemed to brighten, and Amanda tried to think nothing of it, other than the fact that he was eager to help. "You don't need to be embarr...ssed, mom. I'm sure it's normal for a lot of conservative women your age to go through this after a divorce. And if you're comfortable talking about this, you know where to find me." Thanks. That's really sweet of you."She stood up and gave him a kiss on the forehead. Then it was off to bed.***Two weeks had passed after Amanda had dated someone. “What the hell are you doing, what do you want?” She shouted at me angrily “I’m, I’m sorry” I stuttered “I was just dropping of a package of yours” I looked her in the eyes and could tell she was on the verge of tears, she quietly made her way back to her sofa and sat down covering her face with her hands. I couldn’t stand to see her so upset, picking the package up off of the picnic table I walked nervously into her den unsure of what exactly to say. "I am so sorry Mrs. Jones” I placed my free. Your sister know?" I shook my head."That's cool....very cool...especially since I guess I can't sneak into herroom since your folks are home."My folks would have thrown him out of the house if they knew he and my sisterscrewed there. I know they had. I heard them at least three times that longweek and saw them going at it on the couch earlier."uh that's my bed" I said to him not knowing what to do next."I know" he said and looked up at me "I'm into sharing are you?"I couldn't hide my hardening. I was a pretty decent looking guy. 6’2ish, 210lbs, decent build. Not fat, but not bare bones, just in average enough shape to be passable. ‘You’re Simon right?’ she asked, holding out her hand. ‘That’s right. I’m looking for’ she cut me off. ‘Dean is in the back. I’ll take you, follow me.’ Dean was the manager and store owner giving me the job. I walked after Kristina, noticing her hips swing a little bit more. I must have had my head craned, because Julia yelled out ‘hey, new kid’ and I.