Come meet this young woman and keep your drool wiped off your chin,” Granny told me and I reached for my pajama bottoms and my house slippers.“Put...a shirt on, Josey. You’re too fucking tempting to women when your fully dressed! There’s no way that young schoolteacher could stay in her chair if you went downstairs without a shirt!”“Lougenia, I want you to meet the man of the Ramsey Farm, my grandson, Josey Ruiz.”“Josey, this is our new schoolteacher, Lougenia Lajeuné,” Granny said as she looked. ” As Sharon was getting the eggs, butter and red pepper from the fridge, she asked, “Any second thoughts about last night?”Flashes of her mother sucking John’s cock ran through Sharon’s mind, “Do you mean how my hot mom stole my boyfriend and put him to sleep?”Paula could not help but smile at the memory of fucking John, “Well, I did warn you.”Sharon cracked the eggs one-handed into a bowl and poured in the milk, “Yes, you did, and it was one of the hottest things I ever saw. I know John, and I. The waiter came over and took drink orders."Would you care for a bottle of wine? Or would you prefer something else." Well I will probably just have a glass of Chardonnay." She responded to both Lucas and the waiter."That sounds good, I will probably have a glass of your house Cabernet Sauvignon. Oh, and also a glass of water for the lady."After the waiter left, Lucas asked "Have you ever had Greek food before?" Well aside from a gyro, not really" she answered honestly."Do you mind if I order a. He placed his hand firmly around my waist and turned me round slowly to face him. My skin burned where he touched me and my senses tingled in anticipation of... what?I didn't know what; I just knew I wanted it.His eyes were like deep pools of azure and I immediately dived in uncaring of the consequences. I would have stayed like that, drowning ever so slowly, but convention dictated that some kind of response was customary."Hi." I said. Hardly the most original reply I could have come up with,.