Laura is so demure that I am sure she is the better trained. Indeed, I suspect that she must have spent some time in the east." You have a fine eye, g...nts," the boss went on smoothly. "Indeed, Laura worked for a year the brothels of Bangkok. Carol? If you'd like to stand?"Realising that I had very little choice as both honour and money were now riding on this, I did as I had been bidden while Mr Foster went on to explain that I had received no formal training whatsoever. I noticed, however,. So I made a detour to a Starbucks, bought us each something from the drive-through, and parked the car in the big lot of a nearby Walmarts. And I said, "baby, tell me what's going on."She shrugged. "Nothing. I played lousy, that's all."I reached over and touched her shoulder. "Tina, you know I don't care about that. It's just one tennis match. But...but you've been unhappy for a couple of weeks now. Please, talk to me. Talk to your old clueless dad who loves you."Then I waited. I'd learned over. And to be honest, I didn't really want anyone to know that mum and I had developed an emotional connection, so it was fine with me! But it was clear that we had become very close, and we both knew it. We became completely comfortable with each other, and while still respecting the obvious 'boundaries' we often said things that probably shouldn't be said between mother and son, like "I don't think I'm ever going to get laid again!" and "You're a MILF - you won't have any trouble finding a. . YESSSS!!!! I shouted in my head as I placed the Ace of clubs with the rest of my straight. As a smirk started creeping across my face, I quickly recovered myself so not to give away my hand. Dan had brought over a cheap set of poker chips and the anty was two bucks, with the betting starting with Dan. Tossing in five dollars, Dan just smiled, winked at both of us as he raised it to fifteen. "I call your five and raise another ten" I firmly boasted reassuring myself of another look at my.