E.I was kinda of taken back when she giggled so I just decide to blurt it out. "I might be young but are you what I think you are. I mean your kinda o... dressed for the part." I said. She put her hands on her big hips and looked me in the eye. "Well if you must know. Yes! Yes I am! I lost my job a couple of months ago. My husband left me. I lost my car and my little dog. Now I am close to being evicted from my house that my cheap ass no good for nothing husband left me. I had a temp job but I. She clipped her broken nail by feel while keeping an occasional eye on the boy’s window.Matt reached over the edge of the bed and searched hastily under the frame to retrieve a magazine. Kathy didn’t have to see the cover to know the type of publication it was, she had found several of the same type squirreled under her son’s bed. She watched silently as Matt flipped through the pages, his hand venturing u*********sly toward the growing bulge at his crotch.Kathy drew a deep breath as Matt put. Her great legs, cute smile, and disarming mannermade me wish that this was more than a networking lunch, and it quicklybecame much more. We made some small talk and had a few more drinksthan appropriate for a working lunch. The drink caused me to excusemyself, and when I returned from the restroom she was no longer at thetable.I looked over to the bar and she had perched herself on a barstool,with her long nyloned legs together and crossed at the ankles. Thepointed toes of her brown pumps. I thought you would be disgusted." "I do it too," Jason said quietly, "I mean I, uh, m-masturbate too. And I don't think it's disgusting if you do. Maybe I'm supposed to, but I don't. As a matter of fact..." Rebecca looked up at Jason's face. He was blushing all the way to the roots of his black hair. "As a matter of fact what?" "I think it's pretty hot. Uh- I mean amazing." He squeezed her hand. "So, you do it too?" Rebecca asked. Jason nodded, completely unable to speak. She smiled.