”She leaned close and gave me a long kiss. “I like you, too,” she said. “I have from the moment we met.”I had never seen Caitlin so open and...vulnerable. I decided that as much as I liked her totally open, no-bullshit manner - although she’d been less than honest about the most important thing between us - I liked this Caitlin better.I kissed her again. We sat there for a few minutes, not saying anything, just looking at each other.“There’s just one complication,” she finally said.. She hummed while working, looking completely at ease in the kitchen.Oscar stood off to the side watching, not knowing what to do to help. He asked, “Is there anything that I can do to help?”“No, that’s okay. I’ve got a feeling that you don’t know your way around a kitchen.”“Not really. Last time I tried to cook something, the kitchen caught fire,” he admitted.She laughed and asked, “Really?”“Yes, really. I’ll admit that I’m a bit of a klutz.”His statement surprised her. It was inconsistent with. It was an amazing sensation, having him pump himself inside me as I played with my clit. He moved his hand from my right hip, placing it on my ass, which he grabbed and massaged. He then spanked me, which was new to me. I moaned in surprise and Renard looked up at me questioningly, yet there was a devious element in his dark gaze. He spanked me again, not breaking eye contact. I didn't hate his spanking, it was a new experience for me. I actually kind of liked, as we moved together, me playing. Mom was up and drinking her coffee when I came down dressed for school.“Morning, Mom, you look beautiful sitting there with nothing but that t-shirt on.”“I feel beautiful this morning, Rick,” she said, as she stretched up to kiss me when I leaned down.“Was that Dusty?”“Yes, I wish I was with him right now, Rick.”“Go see him this morning, Mom; don’t worry about what’s right or wrong, let your heart love, and let him love you.”“You’re serious, aren’t you? You really like Dusty and you want me to.