”“Frankie, that wasn’t my money,” Rachel said, the shock of it all sinking in. “It belonged to the restaurant, I was supposed to deposit it ...his morning.”“Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that?” Frankie said, trying to claim some measure of innocence.“You didn’t have to know it,” Rachel said. “All you had to know was that it wasn’t yours.”Again, Frankie just sort of shrugged his shoulders, this time keeping his unspoken reply to himself. In the end, that was probably the best thing. " Good, me too." She led the way towards the back of her house and into her kitchen, which was bigger than my parents' two-car garage. I sat on a barstool while Carolyn opened us two beers, handed me a bottle then poured hers into a glass and sat down across from me and took a sip."Tell me a little bit about yourself Jason."I told her that I was 22, an avid surfer and a sophomore at college. I also told her that I still lived with my parents and they were paying for my classes and the job at. ”“Lucien, do you realize what you’re asking?”“Yes, and I know you and Deb have fun together. She told me about some of it, and she also told me she would love for you to be with us, like Leslie.”“But I’m your Mom!““I know, and you have always been my fantasy lover.”“Debra showed me her naked titties. She doesn’t even need a bra. Mine used to be like that, and almost just as large. They were so damn sensitive back when you were born.”“Will you let me make them that way again?”“Does it hurt? I. I smiled at her and taking her fingers from her lips, she returned the smile and brought her lips back to mine. It was in the midst of that kiss that Bo pulled and separated us, my moan at the release escaping my mouth into Wachiwi’s. She pulled my head into her and mashed my mouth with hers. I slipped my tongue out and probed her lips. She pulled back inches and searched my face, again. Mmmmm … so much to teach this one …I came to my knees in front of her and fumbled with the tie of the.