” ― Voltaire , Candide My whole body was on fire with anticipation as I felt her hand caressing the top of my head, her eyes burning into mine f...lled with desire. Moving off the desk in one swift motion and over to me, "Kiss me. Let me taste myself on your lips," she said. I turned to face her, my chin still dripping with her love nectar as slowly she moved her face to mine, her tongue extending as she was gliding it across my cheek and then into my mouth. I parted my lips as her mouth. ”“What if Cheryl gave up custody of her baby to me?” I asked, thinking outside the box. “She’d still be able to see the baby. I’d never keep her separated from her daughter. They can’t sue me for child support if I’m already supporting her, right?”“Would you be willing to do that, Miss?” he asked, surprised that I’d suggested it.“I don’t know,” she admitted. “I wouldn’t want to do that to Matt. It’s one thing to have him help me raise her, it’s a lot for me to ask him to do it himself. I don’t. I was really looking for you ... and found Frank along the way.”“OK, start at the beginning. We have all the time in the world.”“I lived with my Aunt Rose for as long as I remember. She told me that when Momma fell pregnant, from her first boyfriend, who had gone to England to find work, and never came back. Her family just kicked her out. She moved to Cork to have me at Aunt Rose’s tiny flat. Aunt Rose was much older, by about fifteen years, and helped Momma with a little money but it was. My fake breasts pulled at the material inan unfamiliar strain, but I found that exciting. Promptly at 8, I openedthe door to my room and drew up my courage before I walked down thestairs to see Mrs. Benson. I stood in front of her door, wanting to tell, yet afraid of what shemight say. I looked upon her like the Mother I never really had, anddidn't want to hurt her; but over the last few years we had talked aboutmany things, and she never once recoiled, so, slightly scared, I raisedmy hand and.