‘Are you serious?’ he said. Holly whirled around. ‘You bet your ass I’m serious,’ she replied, her lips practically spitting venom. ‘I’... not going to stick around just to be your whipping post.’ She went back to packing. Alex watched her hobble back and forth between the dresser and the suitcase, at a loss for words to say. You’re a writer, his inner voice cried in disgust. Words are supposed to be your fortė. ‘Don’t go,’ he murmured softly. Holly stopped what she was doing, her back. So why not, I thought.I took a closer look at her. She wasn't a bad looking woman. On the contrary. I just hadn't looked at her in the capacity of a woman before. I mean she was my mother. You don't look at your mother in that way, do you?!I was looking at mom. She was, as I said before, a rather good-looking woman. Petite I think you would call her. Small I called her at the time. Small in height, in the breast department, small hips and a small ass. She wasn't skinny. She was real curvaceous. "Good morning, gorgeous," he replied.She rose up and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Thanks for a wonderful night," she said, then climbed out of bed and headed into the bathroom to shower.The motion woke Allison, who yawned and smiled up at him just like her sister had. Greg put his hand behind her head and lovingly stroked her hair."So do I know how to show you a good time or what?" she grinned."Do you ever!" he exclaimed."So what do you think of Rachael, now that you've had a chance to. He saidthings between them were really heating up, and I asked if he was sure Iwouldn't be in the way, but he said come on, so I did.I'm a good-looking fellow, single and well-off, and I'm also something ofa Flirt. I'm afraid that came out as soon as Art introduced me to hisGirlfriend, Viv. Without realizing it, I started Turning On The Charm,and before I knew it, I was monopolizing the conversation with Viv, and-we both sort of left Art out..., a Mistake I would regret!I spent the night in the.