Jesse and mom divorced, but still got along, he would come to the house on weekends to see his boys while she went downstate to work. Perfect !! He ha... gotten back into kickboxing and was in wonderful shape, none of the guys I knew could hold a candle to him body-wise. When he would show up for the weekend I would throw myself into his arms,wanting nothing more than to throw him on the floor and fuck him into a coma right there in the doorway.. Jesse wasn't very discreet about his internet. She had a mouth as sweet as a banana split."I needed that, Toby," she said. I was sure she did, and she said it in a way meaning that she needed more than a kiss. "And please, don't call me Mom again; it's Erika. Do you dance, Toby?" she asked."Not well," I said.She offered to show me. "But there's no music," I argued."I'll hum a tune."She hummed and we waltzed. My heart pounded out a different tune. It was like Gene Krupa's tom-tom beat in "Sing, Sing, Sing." Her perfume was as intoxicating as. When they had gone out to dinner a few nights later, it took all the former Catholic High School girl's self control, not to jump into bed with him at the very first opportunity. Instead she congratulated herself on her self-control and jumped into the sack on their second date.That was where their newfound relationship hit it's first speed bump. Peter Ryan may have been, tall, handsome, athletic, and incredibly charming, but astonishingly as it seemed, the man was absolutely boring in bed.. She has no memory of her at all.Her brother Chris was five years older than her, still living at home with her and their Daddy.Chris spoke about their mother now and then to Kassy but not much was really said, he didn't remember much either.Kassy never had a female to speak with or to teach her certain things about life in general to sex.Chris always felt he needed to protect Kassy from the 'wolves' that came sniffing around her panties.He was always telling the guys to go home, stop calling,.