He likes the size of the basic little flip phones and fortunately it has most of the bells and whistles my Droid has. I search for apps and find what ...’m looking for. In seconds I’m screeching down the highway again but not before I plug his into my phone charger. Then I grab my phone I punch his picture on the front screen and wait impatiently. His phone, of course, is wedged between my legs inside my panties again. I don’t answer it. From the second it starts I’m concentrating my damnedest. I laughed and said that every day I heard the same thing just with a different name. A few of the other mothers came over and joined our conversation; we talked about several different topics. They were surprised to find out that I knew my way around the kitchen and garden, a few of them were taking notes on what I was saying. Mandy asked me if I wanted a drink I said sure my throat was kind of dry from all of the talking. She brought me back a shot of Jim Bean mixture in a cup, the next few. The large boy was leaning against a window and appeared to be taking a nap.It was not likely, in her estimation, that any of the four boys on the bus would have what it takes to be a volunteer for the Confederacy Defense Forces. The large boy certainly had the physical prowess, but seemed too slow to make the intelligence cut. The scrawny boy on the seat next to him looked like someone who would faint at the sight of a paper cut. She had a quick fantasy of what they would be like in bed and. Then why 'asn't she? They're in trouble. Iknow they are. It's them two, in't it, Ruth? First me car, then Sundaynight, and now this. I'm right, aren't I?"I stretch my legs in front of me, smoothing the front of my skirt for noother reason than to give my hands something to do. My mouth remains shut;I can't say anything helpful without referring to the conversation I hadin London with Egerton, and that would lay me open to all sorts ofaccusations.Why did he have to put me in this position? Now.