It was relatively warm in the greenhouse, so we settled on a bench tucked between climbing tropical plants. James had been talking about his family, t...en suddenly turned to me. ‘I know nothing about your family except that your mother lives a few hours away.’ ‘It’s just me and my mom. My dad died when I was sixteen. Since then, it’s just us girls.’ ‘Oh Karen, I am sorry. I didn’t know…’ ‘Don’t be sorry. I don’t talk about it much.’ ‘Do you miss him?’ ‘Well, no… He was a real bastard. I’m sorry. "Tanner just had a blank stare on his face. He didn't know what to think.But the knowledge that Bridget got off on watching him get fucked had himhard. Not only that she enjoyed it, but that it turned her on more thananything else that she had ever experienced."Now sweetie," Bridget noted. "I know you're probably worried that me orthe guys are going to use the videos to blackmail you. That won'thappen. I deleted them all before coming over tonight, and the guys didtoo."Tanner gulped, "Well. ”“I’m half Latina and my daughter is one-forth,” she told him.He ran his hands over her lush body parts, some more, while he told her, “The band loves to do Latinas. You hot assed sluts put out the finest pieces of ass in the world.”“The black guys, in particular, really love to give it to you Mexican honeys, because they know how much your peons hate having big black dongs stuffed into their women’s orifices.”He looked them both over again, then said, “Damn, being Latinas, and a mother and. “Yesterday and earlier today you were sending me intimate photos and texts, what’s changed?”Joan held his hand tightly,“Nothing. I want you. All those things I said are true, but what if Kath finds out?”“She won’t,” Andy said and got up and knelt on the floor in front of Joan.He lifted her hand up to his mouth and kissed it slowly running his lips along the length of her fingers. He felt her shudder.He knelt up, more erect and leaned in towards her.Joan’s breathing was almost a rasp as he.