Once they were out of earshot, I turned to my new father and spoke in a low tone."I know my mother said she'd never share what she told me tonight, bu... I think that, once you've helped her heal some more, she will share it with you. I won't say anything specific, but I will say that it explains why she was alone all these years, and it makes me even more happy that she finally found someone to share her life with. I told you before that I don't think that my approval matters, but that you had. "Emily?" the barista called out. "Emily, pumpkin spice frappuccino!" The girl--Emily--walked to the counter and picked up her drink. How typical, I thought. Patterned leggings, Ugg boots, and a pumpkin spice frappuccino. It only served to make me harder; girls like this were an especial weakness of mine. "Basic white girls," they were called, with their teasingly suggestive bikini photos that they posted to Instagram and Snapchat, pumpkin spice lattes and frappuccinos, and obsession with Taylor. ”She pushed me onto the wall, started touching my thighs, and slowly took it to my hole.Jess: how does it feel when I touch you here?Me: Fucking wonderful!She kissed my neck and turned me towards her, and kissed me on my lips, and I quickly responded. We played with each other’s dick, and I kissed her neck. She immediately pushed me against the wall and took control of the situation exactly how I wanted. I surrendered to her.She kept my hands to the wall, played with my body, and rubbed her. I'm free to marry. You're a Miss, so you're single, too. I don't care if you have been divorced or ... or anything. I just want to marry you." Suddenly his face fell. "Of course! It's Illinois, isn't it? You're used to the city and the excitement..." He brightened again. "That's easy: I'll just sell the business! I'll get enough from selling it that we can get a new start anywhere you want to live. You can have your career, Jan..."She just shook her head and tears were now flowing unchecked.