Bending over, making sure the loose top drops away from my breasts, while they were falling down. Putting my knee on the car seat and bending over whi...e he was behind me, giving him a closer look at my ass, which was partially out of my shorts; those, super short, super tight pair of denim shorts.We were chatting all the time; he was asking me questions, even dairy, personal ones. I did not show any objections, on the contrary, I have answered them all, including the personal ones. The. Granted, he had only gone out with her three times so far, but they also studied together twice a week, so she was really starting to feel comfortable with him. Technically, they were still just friends, but sooner or later they would become friends "with benefits." He hoped it was sooner rather than later. His patience was wearing thin.He would have dropped her already were it not for the fact that she was just too damn gorgeous. There was no way he would give up such a worthy pursuit.. "That's good, son. Of course, you always do good work. Look," he said, taking the money out of his pocket and peeling off a twenty, "Why don't you take Eli down to the store after dinner and treat yourselves to something special."Wendell was reluctant to take the money. "Thanks, Dad but the electric and telephone bills will be here this week. The lady said she'd call me for some other jobs but I don't know when that'll be. I'd feel bad about wasting money on junk." Son, sometimes you just got. ’ ‘What?! I can’t believe you just said that to me, Carmen. I want butter on my toast, please.’ ‘Well, I can’t help how I feel about church goers. And you know I’m right, you just don’t want to admit it. Get the butter out of the refrigerator yourself. How do you want your eggs?’ ‘All I’m saying is that you should at least give it a try before you start condemning the church. I’ll take my eggs scrambled,’ Joella poured herself a cup of freshly brewed coffee taking a careful sip as she watched.