.. as if they were nothing at all ... as if they were unimportant. But, oh ... they WERE important! They really were!A new touch would make me look up...at him ... quite often at a new “him.” But, I could never maintain eye contact, and I would look back down and blush as the man, whoever it happened to be at the moment, rambled on and on about seemingly insignificant things: the weather, the architecture of the building, the looks and actions of the other women in the room. The longer it went. ”My next step in preparing our case was a little trickier, and I wasn’t all that confident about how much cooperation I could expect. I was hoping to talk to several of the boys one-on-one and try to draw out their impressions on the difference in behavior between the Miss Brenner they did odd jobs for or took piano lessons from, and the Miss Brenner they were seduced by. I couldn’t imagine any of them were expecting the prim and proper lady they knew to suddenly turn cougar and ravage their. Perhaps he should seek some professional help as he was not the one to talk to about war. John hung his head as he told me that.I lifted it as I said, ”John it was not your fault.””I know Kay, I know, ” John said.John told me the following week Sara called him to tell him Danny was seeing someone about his problem which was PTSD. That person was Beth.When Michelle’s doctor had told him that she suffered from it he invited Beth to come with them for the weekend. During her stay, John told her. Thats what happens when you settle. I reached over and picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me. I kissed her and cupped her tight ass cheeks in my hands. 6-4 and 230 lbs my hands were covering her tight little ass for sure. We kissed and she rested her head on my shoulder. Tightening her legs around me. IF ONLY, and she let go. I laid her on the bed and left for the game. Few days later and she is sitting at the table when I get home. I smiled and she smiled back. Talking with mom, she.