Eventually, the shoe dropped but Mom's freshly painted toes kept the beat.I hardly got any sleep that night. I kept thinking of Mom in her June Cleave... outfit and, in my mind, I criss-crossed ropes all around it. Somehow, even though she was all tied up, Mom managed to cross her legs and bounce her foot over her knee, teasing me with her dancing, painted toes.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I was in classes all day Friday and shortly after I got home, Mom and Dad went out for. Her name was Ellie Jones, and I knew her vaguely - her father and mine were business associates of some kind - but we'd never said more than a couple of words to each other before. I still don't know why she decided to talk to me that night. Although she appeared to be about the same age as me, she had a look of assurance and self-belief that was in complete contrast to my awkwardness. We spent the evening drinking beer in the bar across from the mall, and I offered her a ride home, even though. “Miss Kara,” Alfred protested, “I am at oldest an Uncle.”“Sure thing Grandpa,” Kara smiled as she got off of Alfred.Alfred looked at Jason.“Don’t look at me,” Jason didn’t even look up from his bowl of cerial, “I am still trying to figure out what those psycho strippers see in Eddie.”“If you hadn’t noticed,” Kara said, “They see him as a winning lottery ticket, just like all the other gold diggers that try to get a ring out of Bruce.”“If that were the case, they would do better by avoiding the. Craven answered the door dressed in a short black negligee. It basically fully exposed her boobs. He wondered if she had panties on or instead her pussy was already available for the hard erection in his pants.She said, "I imagine your eager to do it. So am I. Follow me."This was so fucking cool!It wasn't a bedroom she led him to. It was a room with a solitary bed. No, it was more a long cushioned table with straps."Get on," she said."Should I get undressed first?"She shrugged. "Not to see my.