He bought a 2L bottle of water out of one of the store's many fridges and walked back out into the sunlight. Looking around, he took in a restaurant u... a steep flight of steps and, directly opposite the store, a bar with tables on the sidewalk.The store had a rack outside with newspapers in it and Drew decided to take up station at one of the bar's tables with a newspaper as cover. He found an English newspaper and paid for it before crossing the road and taking a seat.The bar clearly sold. I want to see you. Debra, I have been imagining what is under that dress all night and then when we got home and I found out you weren't wearing panties... well I want to see what other delightful surprises you might have under there. Please?" But I'm a little... self-conscious and shy. I'm not a teenager anymore, you know." No, you're not. You are a beautiful, desirable, sexy woman. I wouldn't be here if you were a scatterbrained giggle box–I have to deal with those all day long at school!"As. And he's only nineteen.”I headed to my bedroom door, juices dribbling down my thighs. I had never been so wet in my life.“He's going to freak out. I'm his mother. He'll be traumatized by this.”I opened the door.“I'll scar him for life. Just so I can satiate myself.”I walked down the hallway.“I'm such a terrible mother.”I reached his doorway.“Don't do this, Bernice. Just walk away. Go back to bed. Don't give in.”I opened his door.He lay sleeping on his bed, lying on his back. His blankets had. There was a half-drunk bottle of Coors onthe rail, Cassie could see a cigarette butt floating inside the bottlebut she was so thirsty that it didn't matter. She raised the bottle toher lips and used her teeth to strain the warm beer as she guzzled it.She knew that what she really needed was water but the mommas who hadbeen looking after her had all hooked up with members of the club to fuckand sleep with in a nice bed. Or had settled on a soft couch in theclubhouse, so there was no one awake.