”“My daughter is not a slut!” rebutted her mother.“No, she isn’t. She is a wonderful, warm, and loving person. She is also a very sexual per...on. I am really looking forward to tonight.”“You are Satan!”Jack sighed again. “Okay, now you are getting ridiculous.” He turned to Teresa. “Babe, you should go upstairs and get dressed. Put on whatever you and the girls decided was good for tonight. I’ll take care of this.”“Yes, John. Give me ten minutes.” Teresa turned and went back up the stairs.Mr. and. Please call me as soon as you get this message. It’s an emergency.’ I figured they called her at home first. Then not reaching her they called her cell phone. While I was there, I checked and deleted the other messages still on the machine. There were four of them from Ray. But new sexy clothes, no sex, a tense wife who goes nuclear on her husband for the slightest little thing and a bunch of messages from the same guy all of these doesn’t make for a cheating wife. At least in my little brain. The sight of it bolstered her mood. When she first drove off in search of Barrington Ranch, she wasafraid that she might end up on some rundown spread in the middle of nowhere. It wasn’t as if she’d refuse employment if offered. After all, beggars couldn’t be choosers. And that was the sole reason for her being there: employment. She was destitute, and she’d beg if she had to. She felt lucky today, though. She needed employment quick and when she saw the advertisement in the Postal Plus shop,. "Can I come in?" she asked, her eyes never leaving me.I let mom inside, just as surprised to see her as she was to see medressed as a woman! "Hi mom." Hello...Janet." I was shocked that she knew my name, and it must haveshown on my face. As mom put her purse down and sat on the couch..."Ialways suspected something when you were...younger, but when I found thatschool ID on the computer, well, I was sure. You were always so discretethat I let it go, but...what's going on? Are you living as a.