"Sir, the wife and son are here. I have no choice but to bring them up. Try to prepare her, please?"I just replied, "Yes, I'll do my best."I hung up, ...nd in the softest voice I could manage, I told her who was on the way up.She immediately put that stoic demeanor back in place, though she did whisper, "Don't leave me alone, Sir. I need you more right now than I ever have before."She reached over to take Holly's hand and squeeze it. Then she stood to face what was coming.It was kind of. She slipped down her panties and raised her jammie tops up to her shoulders. She then began to rub her hands up her thighs and belly, squeezing her breasts and massaging the nipples in just the way she loved. Soon she was reaching along her slit and rubbing the fingers up toward her clit that was now fully erect, peeking out from under its little hood. She was picturing the pool boy next door, a muscular twenty-some kid who serviced their neighbor’s pool weekly. She had fantasized about him. With someone else, that would have been a huge risk. You need to be careful. Go out with him, but as I said, just for coffee or lunch. And make sure you have a defined time to leave to be at class.”“And then what?”“Decide if you want a second date or not. If you do, follow the same general guidelines. At some point, you’ll let him know, if he doesn’t already, that your first kiss will be at the altar.”“How did you know?”I smiled, “Because it’s who you are. Holding my hand was the closest you’re. She told me what I was going to do, and I had to do it. In her mind it was simple. My mind however was racing a mile a minute.After we ate breakfast, mom told me to get my purse, but as I got up and went to my room she followed along. I didn't tell her, but I had scanned my school ID into the computer and used a Polaroid of myself as Joyce, that Jenny had taken, and merged the two so that I ended up with a very realistic school ID in the name of Joyce Grant, complete with picture. I had my.