I let you put your hands all over me and touch my bare breasts. You must think I'm a slut, too." Shh. Shh. That's not true at all. What we did last Sa...urday was very special. Why would your mom think you are a slut?" It ... she ... caught Simon kissing me in the garage. He had his hand inside my shirt squeezing my breast. She ... ordered him out and told him not to come back. That's why we broke up last year. It was my own stupid fault. I didn't want him to do it and didn't know how to stop. The strange thought urged him to look up at her face again. His heart was racing. Blue eyes, dark blonde hair and these chubby cheeks that made her look childish. He looked away, feeling nervous. He was sure he had seen her before. A vague memory gnawed at him. He stole another glance. Their eyes met for a second, and however brief that moment was, he thought he saw a flicker of recognition on her face. They were so close to each other that he could smell her perfume. She was biting her lower. We had mostly Sherry's friends and relatives and, of course, Grandma and Grandpa invited the area neighbors. They were all really good people and mostly small town farmers. Jed brought his family and we had a nice talk after the wedding. We told him about our expansion and that we were going to hire some more farm workers and he would be the head foreman.He was a good man and started looking for men who he thought would be good workers. He asked if he could hire a few family members that were. She dressed in the clothing he had laid out the night before, and she went outside at 7:20 to find another Chauffer waiting for her with a new Lincoln Town car. "Hello" she greeted him."Yes Ma'am, good Morning, Are you Ms. Chenowith?" asked the Driver."Yes, how do you do?" she asked."Fine Ma'am, I'm Brian, and I'm to take you to the Spa." said Brian."Spa, I'm going to a spa?" asked Sherri getting into the car.Brian closed the door and went to the drivers door. He got in and started to drive.