"I am not raised to let a strange man fuck him just because he buys him dinner." Mother angrily told her friend."If you don't fuck for the dude, then ...e will go elsewhere."The boy is becoming aware of his mother as a woman with a pussy that could be fucked. Brian is only ten and but he sure is growing up.He could see that his mother is still a beautiful woman. She took care of herself. She had a petite slender body with long, raven-black hair cascaded down over her shoulders. Her breasts were. At the week-end she had another frank discussion with Dan and between them they'd reach a happy compromise. He would fix up the empty bedroom for himself and get a job. Their's would be a discreetly open marriage. They shook on it.Dan started work at the wood-yard just a mile away. This meant that he would at last have some spare cash to spread around; but he would miss helping Janet dress for school in the morning. Still, perhaps something after school? Perkins Timber occupied a tract of rural. “What the hell is happening. I’m gone a couple of days and…..what the fuck is going on?”Zahoor walks toward the bedroom. Yep, someone is laughing and what’s that? Sounds like someone is moaning. It sounds like Salma is having an orgasm. Zahoor hurries down the hallway and stops at the door. If someone is forcing Salma to have sex then he’d better be prepared. “I’ll kill the SOB if I have too.” Zahoor slowly opens the door to the bedroom and peeks in. At first he doesn’t believe what he is. Of course, they are going to come in handy now."I explained exactly what I wanted the court order to say. Lucas looked skeptical, but Ed grinned. If he didn't know the exact plan, he had a damn good idea." When Lucas finished, we took the van and hit the road. The drive to the Red Dot Market took about fifteen minutes.Once inside, I hung around the coffee machine until the place was empty. "Are you Dale Thompson?" I asked."That's me, what can I do for you?" You can accept service of this court.