He gave a bored look to Zax, and judged his wife’s shoulder.“Eh? What is it, Som? Mm? A new renter?” She wondered after noticing Zax.“Grandmas... I’m looking for a man named Mendor.”“Mendor...” The old woman put the book aside and opened the booklet. “Second floor, apartment eighteen.”“Thanks for the help.”TING!TING!TING!The doors of all the apartments were made of steel, giving the feeling of being inside a sophisticated, giant tin can.It slid into the wall as it opened. A hand had to be keep. " If and when you do start looking you know where I live." True, but I don't know your name or phone number." That's right you don't. How silly of me. I should have introduced myself when I asked you for a lift."She dug around in her purse and pulled out a card and handed it to me. It read:Tanya EnsignReal Estate BrokerAnd it gave five phone numbers, a fax number and an internet address."Use the cell number. It is the quickest way to get me." Nice to meet you Tanya Ensign." I offered her my. Her panties were already moist from the thought of her inaugural truck flashing experience. A few miles down the interstate she eased into the passing lane and made her way around the first truck. Lauren glanced up and could see him looking and smiling. She wanted so badly to spread her legs and show him more. But with mom in the car, no way!The airhorn blew as they cleared his front bumper. “I think he likes our legs” said Grace, somewhat hesitant.“MOM! Shame on you.” said Lauren, somewhat. “You were gaga for that boy before you grew breasts. We all knew it. It was obvious.”“It was?” Now Cassie had no idea what to say.“Come here,” said her mother, opening her arms. Cassie went and was enveloped in her mother’s arms. “It will be fine. There are some who will grumble, but they’ll come around. May I assume he feels the same way?”Cassie nodded. She was trying not to cry.“Well, you two be happy, then,” said June.In my case, the discussion I had with my parents was a little different..