That was in the past. She quit her job and found another. Much to her liking he never showed up there although she always wished he would, she knew he...wouldn’t. Finally, school had begun. Finally, her and her mother bought, collected, and organized everything she’d need for college. Orientation was fine. She was roommates with one odd but nice enough girl. Melissa’s parents and the girls parents seemed to hit it off. It did not matter. This was all about the girls and they were getting along. . “That’s right, slut, beg for my cock.”Our bodies moved in perfect rhythm. Not surprising, considering how many times we’ve danced this dance. So many years together, yet every time he takes me, it’s as exciting as the first time. He knows where to touch me to heighten my senses, and how to fuck me so I see God.“God, your pussy feels so fucking good!” He shouted.He continued to thrust, panting hard, filling me, loving me, fucking me like it was the last time we’d be together.“Flip over!” He. If she had any resentment toward me, it didn’t show. Then again, most of her conversation was directed at Tommy, the new kid in town. I wondered how far her curiosity in him extended.“You seem most interested in Ireland, lass,” Tommy said.“My dad’s side of the family has a little bit of Irish, we think. Just a little, but...”“What’s your family name?”“My last name is Peoples, and—”Tommy let out a laugh. “You’re joking.”“I’d show you my notebook cover, but...”He enjoyed that comment even more.. "I'm sorry, John. It's just that after you left last night I walked into Melissa's room to say good night. She was visibly nervous about me being there. Anyway, we had a wonderful talk. More like girlfriends than Mother/daughter."She paused and took a breath. "Part of me, the very large protective Mother part of me, isn't really sure that Melissa climbing into bed with you is the best thing for my little girl, but the rest of me knows that you didn't really need to come here, or ask my.