Sam couldn’t tell what had finally happened. Had he convinced her? Had she finally just worn down? Was the rock somehow behind this? But here he fou...d himself. Both of them in the bathroom. Forty-five minutes until his dad came home. His mom sitting on the toilet lid, hands on her knees, watching him with wide eyes.“Let me show you what the problem is.” He pulled off his shirt. Sam stood in front of the bathroom sink. Looking at his scrawny torso in the mirror. The rock certainly hadn’t made. She asked for and received her old job at Hooters back. She took off her wedding ring and stored it in one of her little velvet bag with other jewelry she had accumulated over the years.She didn't want to lose it. She cried when she took it off her finger.Being back to worked was a doubled-edged sword. The job took up a lot of her time and stamina but she still had to fight off uninvited remarks of her body.Even though she lived a block away, she escaped in her car parked in back of the eatery.. Girls do mature faster, so along with the extra curves she was up to about five-two. Neither of us is what you would call fat. My waist was about twenty-eight-inches, hers couldn't have been more that twenty. Of course, she had hips, very nice hips actually, where as I practically needed a belt to keep my underwear up."I like the one you have on a lot better," I said, hoping flattery would succeed where threats obviously stood no chance.She just looked at me. Then she hooked the waistband on. She laughed, saying of course she was…Hubby was curious and he asked when she had lost her virginity.Jimena laughed again, replying an old friend of her father had taken her sweet cherry some years ago…There was a long silence between them.I moved again to the crack of the door sill and saw that Jimena was now touching my hubby’s thighs, while she was looking at him in the eyes. I noticed she was rubbing his thighs, close to his crotch.Jimena hissed she was growing up and she had woman’s.