Having been so badly hurt she no longer trusts men, and so makes no attempts to enter into another sexual relationship.For some years she is in receip... of single parent's welfare payment, but as her c***d, a son, enters his teenage years, this money stops. She must now begin to support herself and her son.In this situation she has one distinct and unexpected advantage. Like a number of women who in their youth are considered to be "plain Jane," the years have been kind to her.No longer a skinny. It’s cool.’ I almost peed my pants I laughed so hard. That was his way of saying that he forgave me. We put it behind us and went on to enjoy one of the best meals I’d had in a long time. We laughed, we joked, and of course we argued, but it was all in good fun. We drank, and laughed and drank some more. We even fed each other dessert. It started getting a little too hot and sticky for me. He excused himself to go to the bathroom. No sooner than he walked away from the table, this other brotha. ”She looked up at me, wide-eyed, having backed into my right hip while catching her balance. She started to lurch forward, but stopped, still watching my face, then slowly turned to her right, not breaking contact and allowing my hand to slide over her belly while she bent to put the bundle in the cart.“I’ll need the other one,” she muttered in a choked voice.Fine.” I flipped up the basket enough to have it slide down over my wrist to the elbow and used the hand to collect the second bundle,. Guy #2 slid his hand up and onto her back, moving up to massage her shoulder. He was no longer pretending to apply lotion but was blatantly kneading her muscles and skin. His other hand ran down the outside of her thigh, then brushed at the back of her knee. She kicked her leg, raising her foot up. As she lowered it, she spread her legs slightly. His hand then slid slowly up the back of her leg with his fingers grazing slowly along her inner thigh.Guy #1 said something, and then his hand began.