"Jill smiled at Bob and reached out her hand to take his. "Bob, my parents really don't think much of me or my former attitudes." She looked at her pa...ents and said, "Mom and Dad, all I can say is I have really changed. Honest!" She held her head up and said, "I'm Bob Gordon's mistress. I will do absolutely anything for, to, or with this man. If he wanted one of my tits for breakfast I would cheerfully cut it off and cook it for him! I guess I never knew the meaning of love until I met him. Mom. So we had a little bit of a bond. Many nights when things were slow at work, we would sneak out on the loading dock behind the kitchen and share a joint.When we got to my house, I said "Why don't you park and come in for a few minutes so I can at least get you a towel and maybe some hot coffee to take off the chill." He looked at me a little uncertain and said "Are you sure that's alright?" I smiled at him and replied " Look, my old man won't be home for several days. I'm the only one here.. “Well...that's...I mean...so you...like gay porn huh?” She hadn't figured out it was me in the stills. Why would she think it was me? She didn't know what my dick looked like. Not yet, at least. “No Jenny, no you've got the wrong end of the stick. That's not gay porn,” I argued. “Looks like it to me. Just videos of guys having a wank. It's fine, if that's what you're into then that's none of my business.” “Honestly, it's not gay porn. It's actually clips of me when I have a wank.” Her mouth. At 7PM that evening Sophie was finishing getting ready when she heard the house phone ring. Several minutes later Adam walked into her dressing room and told her that John Harris had just called letting them know that they had to cancel as Stella was unwell but he had spoken to Michelle Jackson and they were still happy to host them to discuss the remodelling work. So at 7.29PM Adam rang the Jackson’s doorbell and a minute later he was greeted by Michelle Jackson, who made a point of hugging.