Whatever you want to say, just don't." My voice was shaking with my inability to keep my breath steady. "Not right now."They were there, tears, perch ...ithin my eyes, waiting to escape. "Why do you look so sad, shouldn't you be ha..." the end of his sentence, likely somewhat snippity and painful, was left unsaid, and I was grateful for it."I wasn't r-" My voice broke, and the pain on Riley's face was even worse when he heard it, but I steadied myself. "I wasn't ready. I thought I was. I thought. "Is this a boy I know?" Yes." Have you had sex so far?" she asked, after all, lots of young girls do get pregnant."No, Mom, I'm not stupid. We're not going to do that until I'm protected. He said he could get us condoms but I told him I wanted you to know before we did it."In a way she was relieved but she needed to know more."How old is this boy?" she asked hoping it wasn't a teacher or a coach, some adult she was involved with."He's fifteen. So, can we have sex?" Can you tell me what you two. Clara suckled her inner folds and spanked her six times in a row, each more f***eful than the last. This pushed Amy decisively over the edge, and she very suddenly squirted her built-up bucket load all over Clara’s surprised, blissful face as she called out to the heavens. The idea of being coated in delicious Amy-cum was too much for Clara, and she started to moan ‘Oh, oh, oh’ very quickly. Amy knew what was coming, and delivered a powerful spank to Clara’s sopping cunt, making the cute. Um, the businesses take up my time, too. I have a meeting every week about one thing or another. I have the house up for sale, and I have to meet with the realtor tomorrow to go over some offers.”“I’m sorry that you have to sell your house.”“I don’t have to, but I can’t stand to be there alone. Every time I turn around, I see something that reminds me of him.” She sniffed and wiped at her eyes.“I’m sorry, Jo.” I fished a napkin out of my glove box and handed it to her.“It’s okay, Gil. I have to.