"Gwen?" I queried, raising my eyebrows in astonishment at the sexy woman in front of me I had never suspected existed.Her voice trembling with obvious...nerves, she continued, "Please don't turn me down, John. I know I'm not as young or firm as my daughter, but I've fancied you since the first time I met you and now that she has abandoned you I was wondering..." Oh my God, Gwen. I had no idea. I have never felt about you that way."The look of disappointment that crossed her face was obvious as. You pulled me in tight, and I could feel just how turned on you were already. I wrapped my arms around your neck and you nibbled my neck, traveling lower and lower as I leaned back. My bustier held my breasts up like treats on a platter and I longed for you to devour them. Your hands trailed down to my ass, lifting my skirt and giving me a quick smack. I jerked away…and into your groin.You grinned down at me and twirled me around. “Rub that sweet ass against me, baby,” you whispered into my. . my parents are telling me to sell my ass on the street man !!!’ ‘ Sound’s like sound advice to me.’ ‘FUCK YOU NIGGA !!!’ … I just started grinning and walked away … Marsha was standing in the middle of the street shaking and sobbing. She was right. I was a nice guy … to nice people .. and I just kept flashing back to the time a cup of beer was tossed into my face when Marsha thought that I had goosed her. It was actually an aquaintance that was into her. We were at this show and he reached. One day I walked in on Blossom and the five girls doing the Boot Scooting Boogie.But that was how the girls learned. Blossom explained that she thought since kids had short attention spans, she would teach, then test, then break and dance or run or play tag and then go back to reading and teaching. Margaret, Paula, Penelope, Genevieve, and Erin Lynn were going to be way ahead of the curve if we ever put them in public school.I was watching their interaction when it hit me, I needed to make a.