We never got close; they seemed to be standoffish.I was used to being on my own so the adjustment to being married and the give and take was a little ...ard for me at first. I loved June and thought it was worth the effort. We bought a condo and set up housekeeping. June wanted some new furniture while I liked my old comfy couch and chair. We compromised and I set up the basement as a recreation room where I kept my furniture.I also kept my TV downstairs to watch my sports. June and I were able. He satdown and freed his feet from his heels for a moment while he dialed thephone.He wiggled his toes as the phone rang. When the restaurant picked up,Tate took his time reading out the orders that the men had given him.The women on the other end noted the firm's account and put it on thecredit card the firm had previously used for them. Tate thanked herbefore he hung up.Tate sighed for a moment as he remembered that he had to return to themeeting. He slipped his feet back into his pumps. . They were the girls that were so pretty and stuck up that everyone hated them. They all loved who they were. Peyton on the other hand hated who she was. She was thin and gawky. She didn’t develop like her sister did and would almost at times call herself flat chested. She had long brown hair that never did what she wanted it to do and wore glasses. Not only was she the image of a nerd, she was the worst image of a nerd. All she had going for her most of the time were her brains. By time they. Lifting each leg, she undid my shoes andtugged my pants off. I stood rooted to the floor, starknaked in front of my mother. She pushed my clothesaside, then looked at me. Her face was gleaming; hercheeks were a bright pink.She stepped back and straightened her blouse. Shelooked me in the eye and said again that she wanted me,that she wanted her son to make love to her. She beganto unbutton her blouse, staring into my face all thewhile. When the last button was free, she unzipped herslacks and.