But she was quite different from her mom. For one thing, she smiled, and she smiled a lot. And when she did, it was one of those sultry, come-fuck-me ...miles. She also wasn't quite as thin as Leah and her tits were a little bigger.I knew this because Sam immediately started making it point of lying out in the front yard to get a tan, and she always seemed to do it on the days when I was off work, where she knew I could see her.I'll admit it; she made me hard, all the time. Sam Finley had a. He loved those asses, and the women they belonged to. The women he belonged to. It was the first time in their relationship they all slept in different beds. Paula and Jane cried themselves to sleep. Marc felt their absence, but hoped it only would be temporary. After all, that is what he was talking about, a temporary separation that would guarantee life-long financial security. So he tossed and turned, trying to understand what all the fuss was about. He could not figure it out why they did. All served, Tim sits down again. He asks Les, “So from that first day, you and my mother were lovers? How did you make it work without me knowing? And why didn’t you let me know? I understand why as a child, but as I grew older and could understand, why not then? Or after my mother died?”Les heavily sighs and looks at Tim with great compassion.Yes, it did go on from there for the next twenty years until your mother died. We were more than just lovers, we were friends, companions, and both. "Sorry guys. I'm sure seeing Brenda has not helped you both from playing tonight. How about a new wager?" I said. "Yeah! Anything! Your killing us." said Dan. "First thank for all the chips...Ha Ha Ha.. Second! Will be playing one hand wins it all. Will put all the money in. Winner gets all the money and gets to pick the batting order for Brenda." I said, with a big smile. "What?" said Dan and my boss. "After this hand. Will go upstairs. I have a big surprise for you. The winner will pick who.