Now eat your dinner, you've to work tonight."Kathryn pushed her plate back and with tears flowing down her face stood and said, "I'd better go. Thank ...ou Meg for what you tried to do but I can't stay here when I'm so obviously not wanted and am coming between you and your son. I'll pay you back when I can. I'll leave you in peace." I hate to see a woman cry and my heart began to melt a little but being stubborn I said nothing. Ma did."Sit yourself down Kathryn. Sit down girl. You are here and. ’ ‘Seven-Up,’ I heard my voice say mechanically. ‘Seven and seven?’ ‘No, plain Seven-Up.’ ‘Hmmmmph,’ said the waitress and went away. ‘Are you sick?’ said the blonde. She peered at me strangely. I didn’t say anything. I was looking at her boobs. Her sweater was too tight, a cardigan, and she was braless, and the top button of her sweater was open. Her breasts were high and hard and the nipples pressed firmly. I could see the nipples outlined right through the sweater, and the closeness of her. There are also other factors we must consider, the next being;B) Cultural up bringingMy father was a executive for one of the big three. (GMC) He held a responsible job. He was a very dominant, in the sense of job responsibilities and very aggressive at his work, where as my mother was submissive and a housewife. Because of my fathers job, he worked constant hours and I did not see him as much as my Mother. My father worked a many weekends and I probably only saw him a few times a month. My. I couldn't believe it he said well the cats out of the bag might as well and he grabbed for my cock. I said no dude I'm too freaked out plus I just came anyway The next couple days nothing was said and I kinda played it cool. I felt like mom was raging inside but holding it in so I just stayed away as much as possible. I did all my chores without being asked just to avoid making her talk to me. I avoided messing around with my b****** also just so I didn't press my luck.Then another weird thing.