“Uh, sure, that’d be great. I’m ready in a second actually, just need to pack my stuff real quick.”“Thanks Mom, that’s nice of you. Come h...re Jonas.” With that she hugged him, this hug that could drive you crazy because you wanted more but knew there would never be more, then Jonas packed his bag, threw his phone and some other stuff inside and followed her Mom out to the car after waving back at her.They got inside and Miriam drove through the forest road leading to their cute little house in. In fact, she was supposed to be out seducing her former fiancé tonight and she didn't sound upset in the least. So I wasn't concerned that sleeping with—fucking—Allison had broken any trust, even though I was surprised she jumped to that conclusion. Still, there is always that twinge when one woman realizes you are sleeping with another. I just wasn't expecting her next words. "Finish it. I'll wait."I couldn't deny that I wasn't ready to quit painting. I'd been in the studio how long? I glanced. She was pulling up a brand new pair of black stockings and fastening them to her garter belt , I asked if could help. She said no, you'd just try to "cop" a feel and I don't need to slap your hand tonight. When she had both stockings anchored to the garter belt she stood up and arched her back , sticking her tits out, she said what do you think? Push up bra or bustier? I asked what dress are you wearing? She said I'm wearing a knee length gray skirt and a black cotton button down shirt. I said. "Grandma Annie looks so young there," Ashley marveled."She was young," Cade said. "I'll bet she was about seventeen when she got married to my dad." About like you and Stephanie," Callie scoffed.Ashley's ears perked up at the mention of her mother Stephanie. "Nah, Steph was only sixteen," Cade chuckled.Ashley had loved her mother, but the memories of her mother were beginning to fade. Her mother had died of a drug overdose nearly four years earlier, and Ashley's life with her mother had been.