The conversation got around to boy friends, and she grinned and admitted that she had a bunch of them. I asked if she modeled.She laughed. "I'm too li...tle. They want girls with yard-long legs."I told her she was as pretty as any model and she blushed.We finished, got rid of our trash and went back to the car hand in hand. I asked if I could see her when she was done swimming.She nodded and said she guessed so, that she did not have to be back to the house until five.So we went back and rested. His hair was closely cropped, but as they were in a deep, soulful kiss, I couldn't see most of his face.Without stopping to acknowledge I was there, they turned towards the stairs and she jumped up onto him, wrapping her legs around his torso as he reached down with his hands to support her by her ass. He began walking up the stairs. I closed and locked the door, giving a quick look to see if any of the neighbors were out and may have seen them come in, but only saw the Uber driver pulling. She also told us she had a hot lunch prepared."Come downstairs as soon as you get settled," she said."I'll lay odds they're not shopping," I whispered to Shirley on the way upstairs. "I'll bet they're over at the office." Don't make fun of them. We're just as dedicated to school and our work," she scolded me.I had noticed that Molly didn't offer to help carry our bags up the stairs, not that I had accepted her offers of help in the past, but it made me question if she was having difficulty. I had long periods to think to myself as I ran around the circular track. The students were only in one part of the field, and I was alone as I jogged for most of it. I jiggle-joggedlike the big-titted bimbo, I was training to be, but I took stock of what had happened to me today.I had to carry my heels in my teeth as I finished my jog. I probably looked pathetic. I definitely understood my son’s observation that I wasn’t supposed to feel sexy and empowered. I felt trashy and.