Well, may I?" She said "Sure!"Since I had already gone for broke, I decided to go to the well once more. I told Amanda I'd peeked at her cleavage, and...asked if I could get a glimpse of her breasts. She laughed just a bit, then said "I knew you were looking - I just didn't say anything!" Pressing just a bit more, I said "So, how about it?!?" Amanda didn't blush, but said "You'll have to come to the office (it's adjacent to the Front Desk), 'cuz somebody might come in." I walked around the corner. At the age of fourteen, Jesse was, what some girls thought, cute. He had sandy-blonde hair and hazel eyes. He was of average stature for a boy his age. The only thing that really set him apart from his peers was his knowledge. Jesse always loved to read. His favorite subject was history. Jesse liked to read about other countries. Daydreaming was his favorite past time. He wanted to see the world. But that didn't set him too far apart from his peers. Jesse had quite a few friends that hated. Are you saying your mom never contributed to the running of the household?" No, but..." All right then. Now let me continue. On top of all that, you contribute by being someone to talk to. This house is far too big and too empty for one person. I walk around here talking to myself or talking to Buster–neither of which lends itself to good conversation."I love Buster to death but I can't discuss my day or what is going on in the news with him. And I'm really sick of my own voice. You are good. “And he gets the cutest face!” Kelly told him.“Oh?” he says as we get in the car, from habit, I get in the back, but so does Pat. “Do I offend?” Kelly asked him,He just replied, “No, just force of habit I guess..”But as we were laughing about this, Anthony knocked on the passenger side door, “Hey can I get a ride?”“Cash, grass, or ass hun, no one here rides for free...” Kelly said as she unlocks the door.“I pick ass.” He said, grinning wickedly at Kelly.“Ipse est SO parum pudici. Miror quis.