I took in the family residence as my Escalade bumped over the brick driveway. Three ivy-covered stories, twenty-eight rooms, including nine bedrooms, ...nd ten bathrooms, a home to be proud of, a home that had graciously housed my family for five generations. I'd lived in that home my entire life, and until I met Josh, Nicole and Sandy, I'd expected to die there.Mother was waiting."Sit," she said. "We need to talk. May I pour you some coffee? Have you had breakfast?" Coffee, yes. No to the. By then my dick had softened up and I could tell she was ashamed at what she did.“Here we are” I said touching her shoulder. “Annie” “I’m thankful to have known you, I hope…” “Meet me in the Music Room, there shouldn’t be anyone there today since they are going to be renovating the place” she said kissing me and got out of the car. “All this time she was thinking of where to fuck me again” I smiled at the thought. I rushed up the stairs to the music room “Psst” I heard coming from a dark corner. I hadn’t realized how into this situation with Jesse I was. ‘I’ve been caught up in some deadlines…’ ‘Oh, bullshit, Remi. Jesse’s got your full attention now- we’re not stupid. Glad you finally called since you have the time,’ she threw in sarcastically. I said nothing. She was right. Jenny huffed out a long, slow breath, taking time to start her next sentence. ‘I’m sorry, Remi. I’ve just been so frustrated with you not letting me in and all. I mean, Monica and I did help you get him.’ ‘I. They both laughed. Paul knew that the older man would understand the joke, so he didn’t mind dating himself. Harry had gone all-out and bought box seats on the third-base side. It was the best side if there were close plays at the plate. Paul assumed that Jim Spencer and Harry would show up together, but so far they hadn’t. Paul settled in and waited for the hot dog and beer vendors to come by. Infield practice was finished, the players lined up at the dugouts for the national anthem. Paul.