Could we – could we meet up for coffee sometime? I would love to speak to you, to get to know you.’ Leanne pressed her lips to a flat line. ‘I ...on’t mean to be rude, ma’am, but I don’t see what good that would make. I don’t know Bill, and I don’t want to know him. He’s as dead to me as my mother.’ She almost didn’t recognize her own venomous voice. There was a pause on the other side of the line, and then a soft sigh. ‘I understand how angry you are, Leanne. For what it’s worth, I think. I grabbed her ankles and began thrusting harder and harder. We both knew it was just about time for me to cum. I pulled her hair back so I can hear her gasping for air in this position she was in. I knew this was it. I held back once but this was for all the marbles. "Ready big s*s?" She grinned knowing what was next to cum. With a hand full of her hair still I leave my position from behind and stand in front of her. Exploding onto her cheek and getting some in her mouth. Her make up was. I'd save thatfor another time. Right then the strongest emotion I felt was an angryhurt. I walked up the path but took a wide berth around Bob. Isuddenly stopped and turned back towards him. "Maybe someday I'llforgive you, Bob, but for now just stay away from me, okay?" I turnedand continued walking back up the path."Okay," I heard Bob say behind me. I almost stopped again at the soundof loss in his voice but I was too filled with hurt. I had wanted somuch to be Bob's girl, but I couldn't. My dad put me to work and I got to deliver meals and other stuff to customer rooms. Most of the time people would answer the door in various stages of dress or undress. I got plenty of boob shots and beaver shots and of course naked men. Most of the naked women I saw were not that hot but still seeing a naked woman was a big deal for me. I was given the job and after about two months I was delivering a meal to a room. An older pretty woman answered the door, she was wearing a t-shirt. There.