'A pause.'How about...now? Tonight?' I asked. My pulse was racing. I couldn't wait...'Now? Uh...Well, sure, but...You'll have to give me a little time...to get ready...How about if you come back at around ten? That OK?''Ten! I'll be back.' I finished my coffee and we small talked some, but as I left Missy's apartment, life felt very different, somehow...I felt like a different person. Living a different life...I was going to get a private show with easily the most beautiful stripper on the west. Peggy had taken off her jeans and thong. She was walking around the two boys, bare ass. Jeff and Robbie were whispering into each other’s ear. Robbie was still inside Jeff and moved his cock slowly in and out. The two horny young men were on the verge of another fuck and Peggy sensed it. She had seen Robbie fuck so many guys. Peggy walked back to the car, lit a cigarette, and waited for Jeff and Robbie to finish.========================================================================MARTHA’S. Addressing them, ‘Aaron, Amy, I have to tell you something.’ They paused and were looking into their Mother’s face. ‘Your daddy’s been in an accident.’ ‘Was he hurt?’ Aaron asked. She paused, and pulled the two of them closer to her. ‘He’s died. He won’t be coming home any more.’ Amy was wiggly and crawled around on Claire’s lap. Aaron stood with his hands on her knees. This was hard, but they deserved to know. What he said next, caught us both off guard. ‘Can Bob be our new Daddy?’ She choked,. "My memory's fuzzy."I meant it as a joke, and for a fraction of a second she did nothing, and I was terrified I had offended her. I was about to apologize for my comment when the unexpected happened. Without a word she reached up and tugged her tank top down. It had spaghetti straps and came right down and bunched up on her waist. There, not two feet away from me, were her breasts. I stared and she stared right back at me, waiting."There you go, to jog your memory," she said casually, her hands.