Only my husband and I runthe shop when my mother is not around, and he is hardly old." Oh sorry, is your mother around then." Yes, let me get her."My ...eart was beating with anticipation; I did not like where this wasgoing.The woman that returned from the back was definitely not the person Ihad talked to yesterday. This woman was much more rotund and had nomale resemblance at all. Still, Stacey trudged on."Yes, ma'am, I was in here yesterday and I bought a couple of pieces ofparchment, and I was. "I'll forgive you this time, bro." she smiled. "but it will cost you."Cost me? Oh shit, I've blown it. I thought as I felt her weight lifting off my hips. "I want another one," she said as she scurried up my body, straddling my head. "Get to work!" She lowered herself onto my face.I watched as her teenage cameltoe descended onto my waiting face. As her neatly trimmed red-orange bush settled on my nose, my tongue came in contact with her clit. As I breathed in her scent, I moaned. The ecstasy. I can’t welcome you home like a loving family could, or like you expected or even deserve, but at least come and let me buy you a drink while you come to terms with this situation.’ This kind gentleman gently helped me from my seat and guided me toward the airport lounge. As we walked he introduced himself. He said he was an attorney and a reserve Colonel in the Judge Advocate General’s Corps. ‘If you don’t have a personal attorney to help you with this mess, I would be honored to represent. Again our mouths locked. I began to unbutton his shirt, first one cuff, then the other, then the line of buttons from his neck to his navel. I moaned as his hands reached up and quickly found the zipper to my dress. In one fluid motion the dress was unzipped and on the floor. I peeled his shirt off. Only a thin t-shirt stood between my palms and his flesh. As I reached back to remove my bra he smoothly pulled his t-shirt over his head and was suddenly before me, exposed from the waist up. I.