"Oh my lord. Look at the two of you."There was a gleam in her eye now, but I think it was a friendly one. Love, even. I was right when she rose and ca...e around the table to lean over and hug Hebe, who put up her arm to pull her mother closer. Mrs. H stepped over and did the same with me, and I felt her left breast press against my shoulder. I wondered if she knew. I figured she did, but she didn't move away.After a last squeeze, Hebe's mom returned to her place and fished the teabag out of her. I will. Thank you again for dinner tonight. I felt really special! Have a good night, Creighton, I sent, attaching a smile emoji.LOL. Pleasure was mine. Goodnight, Heather.I tossed my cell phone on the bed. Then I unbuttoned my blouse, quietly laughing to myself at how much faster CJ was at it. After dropping my blouse to the floor, I stepped in front of my mirror. I traced the line of my bra over my breasts, just as CJ had done. Recalling his touch gave me chill bumps on my arms."Yep. If that. ..imbecile..”His face became pale. Then her quickly grabbed one of her wrists, held it firmly.“I get angry when people call me that...Don´t call me that, not if you want me to fix your drain, you slut..”Her mouth formed a silent “O”. She was not used to this.“Slut..?!”“Yeah, you run around with the shirt all soaked so I can see your tits...bitch”Before she could react, he had caught he other hand as well. In a few seconds he held both her wrists in one of his large hands. Her eyes widened and. “Joel, I’ve known you for all these years. I know what Naomi means to you and I know how she feels about you. All I can say is that you will never find a finer young woman than her. Does that about cover it?” she said with another slow smile.“Exactly,” I chuckled. “So ... it’s about a ring. I need your advice on size and style and things like that.”“Do you remember your great grandmother Phyllis Williams?” she asked.“Uhhm ... sort of. She was nice and friendly, but I really don’t remember much.