And Irealized I was still wearing my nitie.I giggled, "Sorry I got so wrapped up in the kitchen I forgot, I'll gochange."But he grabbed my arm gently,..."No you need to eat while it's still hot."He kept smiling at me as we ate. And I realized I was smiling at him,wondering how I got so lucky to find someone like him. And hoping hedidn't turn out to be a creep like my father. The place had been filledwith empty beer cans and booze bottles when I arrived.After breakfast I cleared the table then he. “Ain’t sure who popped ‘er cherry, probably m’oldest, but she’s ready t’ride.”“Jus’ another frisker then? Won’t be the first you’ve had here.”“Cept she’s kin,” he said mournfully. He called the girl over, introduced her as Jean and had her sit beside me, arms folded across her prow.“I ain’ gonna roger ‘im,” she said, pouting.“Did I ast y’to?” said the inn-keeper. “You jes’ behave.”“He’s too damn big,” the girl said, looking up at me. “He tell you they want me to leave?”I nodded.“You gonna haul. Her tits would be spilling out the sides, and when she moved her bubble butt would split nightgown and would show her curves.Some people would have said she was too heavy to wear a nightgown like that in front of her kids, or maybe anybody, but she didn’t seem to care. She didn’t seem to care that in the right light it became transparent. Maybe she didn’t realize it, but the kids knew. They had seen their mother practically naked many times lately. She didn’t seem to care that when she sat. "But then curiosity took hold," he said. "I called your mother the day after the dinner, and she said that you've had this need, or want, since you were fairly young. I think she said fourteen." Six months after my first period," Nollie replied."Ok, so you were a little younger," he said. "Anyway, that's a long time to dream something. So I thought and rationalized a bit, and I came to the conclusion that I could give you a child under the right circumstances. I was, and am, way too busy with.