He didn't presume, and he didn't pressure me. Even after I'd said 'yes' nothing changed between us. He still came in daily, at lunchtime, to get his s...ndwich and coke, and we talked, but never about anything serious, and not for too long or I might have got into trouble." She smiled. "When the marines came, he was just getting his sandwich. There were also a load of schoolgirls in there from the private school. Bright, sexy, young. I thought he'd go for some of them, but he came straight to me. Just like Nestor and me. Cradle to grave. His unfortunately.”“But it’s different.”“In a good way, I think. You mean because Nestor and I were so alike. Peas in a pod. And they are so different. Nestor and I may have fed off each other’s intelligence, increasing ideas exponentially, but this isn’t the benefit here. Sean needs them and I think they need Sean.”“Like their mothers.”“Exactly like their mothers. Getting Sean out of his shyness and being stuck in his thoughts.”“And giving the twins. Though I’ve asked, my mom won’t tell me anything about my real dad, she just says “when you get older”. Mom is 51 years old and kinda sexy in her own way. She has nice big boobs, a medium build, and a perfect ass with just the right amount of jiggle. I’ve spied on her enough to know she has lots of dark pubic hair covering her lower belly. She wears glasses and is almost blind without them. Her and my uncle are very close but him and my stepdad don’t get along to well so he only comes over when. It was much more like a lab, but with mannequin heads on the tables. It had a little bit of creepy to it. The room was brightly lit from halogen lights in the ceiling and a shiny hard rubber black floor. The bar height long tables had white tops to them with light stained wood laminate doors to the cabinets below. I could not believe what some of the girls brought. Some of them had to practically move in to their spot. All the students sat randomly as the teacher repeated her welcomes over and.