Genie had me meet her at the local cafe rather than in secret - which was our normal method of operation. As I strode into the busy corner cafe I was ...urprised to see Genie with another woman that I vaguely knew from my mothers craft parties.Genie stood to welcome me with a smile. The other woman only stared at her across the small round table before her. "Conner! You know Holly Young?"I thought they had run into each other at the cafe, so just smiled and said, "Oh hi Mrs. Young." We shook. So … What do yousay?”My son looked at me and slowly his head started to drop. “I-I-m sorry, dad.I don’t know what… I don’t…”“It’s OK. I said so and I mean so it. Every boy has a dream about hismother. Usually it passes without anything happening. I know mine did.Yours didn’t. But maybe you have fulfilled your dream already…”“No!” sagar interrupted me. “No, it isn’t. I would love it! But what aboutmom? How can we get her to accept me? As her… lover,” he added a littlelower.“We have to gamble a. “Ok. What do I have to do to get them back?”“Just come here and let me be nice to you,” he says, grinning.You walk over to him, and he again puts his arms around your waist. Onlythis time, his hands fall on your ass, giving it a squeeze. You just standthere. He tells you if you aren’t going to be happy about it, it’s notworth doing, and he’ll just go call the lawyers. So you decide that as longas you are going to have to do it, you might as. "It's Christmas Eve, baby. I have to get all these presents wrapped and under the tree. I have to get the food ready for tomorrow and then I have to clean up before Granny June and Grandpa Ward arrive tomorrow morning. I can't take the time to play with wee wee right now. Can't you take him into your room and shove that old Chelsea Charms video into the machine?" Awww, but, Mom," Henry whined, lowering his head to suckle one of her pert pink nipples as his hand strayed in the direction of her.