" Molly looks from Ed to Arnie, "Why didn't you tell me that you were having to bail a woman out. Sir Galahad to the rescue huh? How long will it tak... you to get her all straightened out and up and running?" Tears fill Molly's eyes, "At least be honest with me Arnie, if you're looking for someone to fuck, just at least have balls enough to not try to lie your way through it." Arnie stands up, "Excuse me folks, but this is not a subject to be discussed like this. I'm going home Molly, are you. It was quite a feat making me cum when she was on top, and I had a rubber on. Only Bea had ever succeeded in doing that before, and I was very young, and inexperienced, when she had managed that."I've been waiting for three years to do that with you, Kenny." Ellen was breathing hard and perspiring through every pore in her body. She looked like she'd been running for hours. Her hair was soaked."I hope it lived up to your expectations?" I was amused that those were the first words she'd spoken. We stared at one another for a few long seconds, until he accepted my silence as acquiescence. I was powerless to move. My body wanted him, ached for his fingers inside it. When he palmed my cheek, I groaned to his touch. He didn't speak, merely leaned across the center console and kissed me—tenderly at first, but quickly growing in urgency. I bit his lips, and he chuckled again. He dropped his hand and grasped the hem of my skirt, tugging it until it bunched in my lap. His agile fingers. My mom asked about him, and I told him. She was happy for me, but then said something that almost upset everything. “Hmm Cieslak? I think that’s the same as your birth parents...” She didn’t say anything else, obviously didn’t think anything else about it, but that stuck with me. After that things began making me think. Michael and I had so much in common, shared interests and plans, music, sports, classes, and the name Cieslak kept bugging me. I started digging into his life, asking him about.