"So what was it you said?" he asked with a quiet voice cloaked in suspicion.He felt a small chuckle ripple through her as she rubbed her cheek against...his shoulder. "That's my point. Nothing. She's quite capable of thinking for herself. She's been blessed with intelligence genes from both of us, and she knows how to use them. You certainly gave her enough clues." Clues?" He gently took her shoulders in his hands and pushed her upper body back until he could look her in the eye. "What clues?"She. ”“Yes ... of course. But ... I’d like to have you spend the night too. Maybe we can arrange something in the future. But tonight, I’ve been waiting for a chance for us to be together. Let’s not talk about it. Let’s do what we’ve both been waiting to do. Okay?”“Of course it’s okay,” Jesse smiled warmly. “I can’t think of any better way to celebrate tonight than with you.”Sunday, October 29, 1961 1:40amIn the aftermath of their lovemaking, Jesse lay on his back, awake, hearing the soft rhythmic. "Sure," he said. "I could use a cool brew," as he glanced at my cleavage once more. I smiled and took him by the hand and led him up the stairs and into my apartment.As we entered and closed the door, I turned and looked up at him, holding him by his hips, and said "I know you have been watching me in the library. And I hope I didn't embarrass you. Sometimes, particularly when I'm into something I'm working on, I'm not the most demure and discrete young lady I should be, like keeping my legs. This made my mother awake. She sharply got away and her gaze was fierce. She asked him why he is awake and inside her room. To my surprise mom was talking very slowly to not to create the scene loud but the uncle was confident and he took moms right leg in hands and drifted her towards him with slight jerk. My slim and sexy mother forced towards him and got closer to him. My mother asked a little loudly and he put his middle fingure in my mom’s lips with another hand. This made her shut and he.