His hand was still on the front of my jeans and began to rub my bulge slowly as his kisses started to make their way down my jaw to my neck. The hand ...hat wasnt on my bulge began to creep its way up my shirt. It rubbed my six-pack slowly in a circular motion before it moved up to play with my nipples. His thumb barely flicked my nipple and he began to suck on my ear. I moaned uncontrollably and he stopped everything and leaned back. I whimpered at loss of his touch until he began to work on the. Still passionately french kissing even harder standing up, we realize were in the the Starbucks, and slowly separate mouths, to both sit back down. I "You." You "Whoa, so what , do we do next,.. yo where are you living?" I "I'm in and out of motel's, practically homeless." You "Nah, daddy, that's fucking trash, your coming with me, I gotta 2 Story condo, in L.A., please come with me J.V." I "Are you crazy I would go with you wherever." We caught an Uber back to Downtown San Jose, near the. “That’s right, you bastard, no panties,” Debby hissed under her breath.Smiling, I leaned against the counter, and whispered back, “When did you notice?”“Lunch.” She continued to unpack groceries. “I’m sitting in McDonald’s and these two teenage boys are staring between my legs. Giggling and pointing. You bastard.” Now she smiled back.“Didn’t your mother teach you to cross your legs?” I asked innocently.“Bastard.”We finished putting stuff in the pantry, and then Debby headed for the bedroom.. "Oh, god, I could be, like one of your daughters." What daughters?" I asked."You know," she dismissed the question. "When that nun chick —" — Maria," Jeanne interjected."— marries the old guy —" — Captain von Trapp." — she gets like ten kids."Jeanne was smiling now, too."That would be cool," Jeanne said. "You could be Liesl, the oldest one. She and Maria have a duet together. Or the Mother Abbess. She and Maria have a duet together, too." Wait a minute," I asked. "This is another mother?"Jeanne.