"It is a treat to watch you walk," she said to me. "I love how the nylon slides against your legs as you walk. Most people who wear sexy clothes don...t surrender to the sensuality the way that you do, don't feel the sex, the sway all through their bodies. But, you, ah, you move like molten metal, liquid and solid all at once. You take my breath away."Look. Why don't I pay the bill and take you to dinner? There's a great little intimate restaurant just down the road."I hesitated. "I just. I was happy for them and they really made a nice couple. Ryan told me he would give me a job if an opening popped up in the store or I could work at another store in a different city. ‘Thanks Ryan, but I’m home for good. This is where I want to be. If my potential job at the mill falls through I will be there to see you.’ ‘How’s Chrissy?’ Sharon asked. ‘She’s fine,’ I said. I figured Ryan told her about the party and moving stuff. ‘Why didn’t you come to my party the other day? There were. I pulled my head back and took them off. I'm mildly nearsighted so the picture was still a bit foggy. I could see shadows behind the shower curtain. There was somebody in our shower! I'd never heard of a burglar availing himself of the facilities while robbing a house, so I straightened my back manfully and determined to see who was behind the curtain.I entered the room and stepped to the foot of the tub. I pulled back the curtain and my breath stopped. Since I was very close, my eyes saw. Taryn(the mom I was gonna fuck in my other story.)- 43 years old.Let me give you a little backround on Taryn. Taryn is a whore, not figuratively, but literally. All you have to do is give her some money and she'd do anything she wanted you to. So let me tell you that I have saved about 200 dollars. That should get her to let me do "anything" I want. So one day I decided to finally fuck this old bitch. I went over to her house, Bridget(my girlfriend) was upstairs sleeping and was going to stay.