She could understand his fears. Hell, she’d gone through similar inner conflicts herself. Maybe she had the same concerns about being deserted as he... Dad. But he held out a promise of happiness for her, whether he knew it or not. Now she had to convince him that he would always be her Dad — and more.“James Ryan, I’m going to say this once, and once only!”. Like her Dad, Anita rarely used second names, with this being the first time in her life that she had addressed him that way. But desperate. It still beat a long night living with the rats..."Now, you motherfucker..."I heard as I hung up the phone. I smiled up at Sally and went to her with my arms open. I had a bad feeling I was going to need all the love and support I could get my hands on. Sally must have sensed my need for her comfort and love. It was a 'nothing' day.I think she wondered why I cried when 2:00 came.I got to the anonymous building downtown at 2:20. I waited outside the door, in clear view of the security cameras. She looked moist down there, but not soaking wet. She had thicker hair but it was trimmed into a strip so her pussy was quite visible. Under his towel, despite the fact that this was his mom, he became achingly hard. He moved on quickly to his own room.She caught sight of a shadow whipping past her door and looked up startled. Like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. She dropped to her knees and squeezed her legs together, covering her pussy with her hands. She heard her son’s bedroom. He could never forget how pretty they hadseemed to him. Anyway, this year he would finally get to meet them atthe dances. It gave him butterflies to even contemplate it. It wouldtake a lot of courage to ask a girl to dance. He hoped there would besome ladies choices and a nice girl would ask him to dance.Lorin was an attractive boy. His parents allowed him to keep hisstraight sandy blonde hair long since they were former hippies. Thereare many pictures in the family album of his dad with long.