She couldn’t find any. I was relieved as I had hidden the folder in which my stash of porn videos and pics.She then opened up chrome. At that moment...I realized that I fucked up. The homepage of chrome shows the top porn sites. I could see her eyebrows go up. I could swear that she blushed a little. She was embarrassed by my search history.I tried to close the laptop’s lid. She looked at me and said.R: I’d rather your mom see this.Me: No!My heart was pounding in my chest. Then she opened up my. " How?"I shrugged. "I'm still figuring that out. Particularly because you haven't given me all the pieces. But I do know that you'll be better at 'serving' your clients if you don't need the confirmation of whether you've succeeded or not."She frowned, but instead of saying anything, took another bite of frittata. I smiled and tried to convey that I was relaxed and this was no big deal, despite the fact that my heart was hammering a million miles an hour."If you don't want to talk about it," I. Well I was being treated like a King and then she asked If I would go on a Holiday with her for two weeks, I could not belive my luck and asked her where we were going, she told me to pic a place and as some of my friends had gone to Greece a few times and told me how great it was there I asked her If we could go to the Zante! One of the Islands, well that was where she booked for two weeks and we stayed in this really great complex just about a 10 minuet walk from the beach and only a short. . . no, wait, it wasn’t a dream, or was it? Yes, no, huh? She sat up suddenly holding the towel to her chest and looked around. The backyard was deserted. Where . . . was . . . Mike? Oh my god! She jumped up, grabbed her new thong and ran into the house. Checking the clock as she walked through the kitchen, Victoria saw that it was mid-afternoon. My god, had she really slept for three hours? What had Mike been doing all that time? As she approached her bedroom and looked.