. ?" Well... anytime you want to have a private meeting..."He interrupted her. "No, I mean would you suck my cock?" His eyes looked up from between he... breasts.She would do it, only actually saying it bothered her. "Of course, Chuck! Anytime..."He seemed to be getting anxious. "And swallow every drop?"The thought revolted her. "I'll even lick every inch of you clean!" She would too, just to keep her job. Though she would never let her own husband come in her mouth, she would let this short fat. "She's taking off her shirt. What outrageous tits! Man, they are beautiful." "Let me see," Tom said, suddenly interested again. "Let Tom look for a minute," John said. "Then you can look again. You'll have to take turns. And you can see again in the morning, too." Quickly Tom knelt down and looked through the hole, just in time to see Jenny twisting and pulling on her nipples. "Oh, man, she's beautiful," Tom said softly, his eye glued to the hole. "Oh, god," Tom said. "She's taking off her. .. along with his very drink fortified mother, who barreled straight for me like a screaming line drive."How dare you touch my son!" She screamed, loud enough that all conversation in the cocktail lounge stopped, and every eye was turned upon us."Pardon?" I replied, genuinely quite confused."Jeffery said he was at the baseball clinic and one of the drunk old players grabbed at him!" Mom!" Jeff interjected in a weak, very embarrassed tone one voice. "He wasn't that drunk, and he was only trying. She still wanted the moral high ground and so, started helping out three months after our girls went for their first try-out.For the next year, seeing and working with Callan and Charlotte in this way helped further melt and thaw the ice and pain from the past. The four of us weren’t exactly good buddies, but we had a grudging respect and rubbed along okay.The event that moved the four of us into being genuine friends was when Callan’s dad died in 2007 and his bedridden mum had to come and live.