Not when he had better options available. As they walked the two blocks back to Donna’s place, she tried to talk about what he could expect on Monda.... But Steve interrupted her. ‘Can that wait? I mean… I’d like you at least for right now to think of me as something other than a… a client, or whatever.’ ‘Oh,’ she said, feeling embarrassed. ‘OK.’ Not knowing what else to talk about, Donna pointed out a few of the local places as they passed them. Steve listened with a smile, often watching her. Jim looked around the room, it was clean and tidy and there were no bottles anywhere. Jim went to leave the room but accidentally stood on an upturned plug let out a yelp. His mother woke from her deep sleep and sat upright in the bed with the sheets wrapped around her. "Master are you alright," she asked softly.Jim realised everything was as he had thought it, "yes thank you Mom…err Jenny" replied Jim as he rubbed his foot."Come here Master let your little one do that for you" Jenny said as. As it narrowed a side street was on the right, it was a dead end and surrounded by dumpster bins.Grabbing her hand I pulled her into a doorway behind a bin that was quiet and sheltered, I pushed her up against the wall and soon we were snogging, my hands were grasping her bum cheeks, which were spongy as she was so chubby, her arms were round my neck. As we snogged her hands moved down and were on my waist, I brought my hands up and were soon fondling her tits.As I kissed her neck she moved. "Since when did you become a wine drinker?" she said not sounding as derisive as she could have."When I realized I had a beautiful woman in my life. That's why I got out the candles." Well, it's OK ... you aren't going anywhere, so go ahead and drink all you want. There is another bottle inside the refrigerator."We each took a sip, and then started our meal, Chicken Divan with curry. She was a proponent of trying new ideas in the kitchen, so I even added some basil from our indoor garden of.