"Tom? Can I speak with you for a moment?" She asked.My attorney mentioned something about another appointment and said his goodbyes."What is it Silvia..." My "Ex" was a touchy-feely person, so when she put her hand on my shoulder I didn't really think much about it, after all...it's just the way she was. Though I had learned she'd been doing a LOT of touchy-feely stuff with several other guys towards the end."No hard feelings?" She asked.I looked at her with what I could only describe as. ‘S’ok… I’m coming,’ a tired and grumpy voice from the hallway signaled Alanna’s arrival. She walked in with sleepy eyes, her hair in simple braids, preventing the tousled look of her sister’s, and threw herself down on her stomach on the foot of the bed. Zelena threw her a pillow and she settled in on her side looking at me with her wide blue eyes, so similar to my own. ‘First of all, there are several reasons why I haven’t told you about your mother, but the main one is that the story is a. She slowly pulled thezipper down, reached inside and undid the insidebutton. Soon Vince's slacks were at his feet on thefloor. The poor bastard would have to remain standingfor this because I wanted my bitch on her knees forthis one. It supplied the right psychological toneand it was best for the pictures I was going to betaking."Slide his briefs down honey" I said; Vince had worn apullover gold shirt so shirttails wouldn't be aproblem. She did as I ordered and Vince's cock poppedfree,. “The girls at school don’t have your class Mom; they don’t dress nice like you; they don’t wear makeup and perfume you like you.”David blushed a deep crimson.“They don’t wear nice nylons and high-heels like you.”“They wear jeans and shorts and boring clothes and sneakers or sandals. They are proud that they don’t wear makeup and pantyhose; they claim they are emancipated and won’t be bound by the past generation’s values.”Michele laughed to hear her son so vehemently disparage the teenage girls.