Would you like some coffee with me? I asked, No, I still have to prepare school assignments for tomorrow. I shrugged, closed the door and went into th... living room. I crouched on the couch with another glass of wine. I took a book and relaxed after a day's reading. After about an hour, the son looked to me. I'm going to sleep, mum, good night, I answered and he came to me and kissed my cheek. I hugged his head and also kissed his hair. Reading, I heard the shower in the bathroom, then the. Business mail, London postmark. Nothing reallyexceptional about the envelope except the company address on the rear.It was stationery from my old bank, yet it was addressed to SarafinaMichaels. I slid a long, false nail under the flap and slit it slightlyopen before sliding in a finger to do the rest of the work. The letterwas a simple piece of plain paper, handwritten: "Dear Tiffany, I missed you at the club last night. It's a shame as I was so looking forward to. I turn around and his cock is practically busting out his speedo. I get on my knees and start licking his cock through the outline of his speedo. I run my tongue back and forth tasting the precum leaking through the speedo. He tastes delicious. I start to play with his ass with one hand and stroke his cock with my other. I can’t believe how lucky I am. Speedos are the hottest thing in the world to me and I can’t believe I’m playing with a guy who’s a toned college swimmer with just as big of a. If I get down to pick, I can’t get up. I can get at the beans just fine.”“Yes’m, anything else?” Rigby asked.“Well, you could finish your hoeing, OK?” She smiled and pushed the basket inside with her foot.A half-hour later she came out with another glass of water. “You’ve done a good job. Can you come back next week?”“No ma’am, but someone will, maybe me. You just call and ask.” He handed her back the empty glass.“I understand. Now I’ve got a bag of squash for you to take home to your mother..