"Is that a birthmark?" she said finally. "Yes, but what does that have to do with anything," I said. She just stared and smiled. I looked askance at ...er. "You don't remember me do you," she said. "No," I said. "I know I'd remember." "Well, you'd be wrong then. We did meet. We even spent the night together. It was years ago," she said. "Look lady, I ain't much, but I got a little pride left, not much but a little. I know for a fact that I have never walked in the kind of circles you walk. I feel his dick starting to get harder. I can tell he is trying to go faster because he’s probably completely embarrassed.Then, it happens. Exactly what I hoped would happen. I’ve wiggled and moved my butt around so much, I managed to get his towel to fall off. Instantly, I feel a warm, hard rod slap up against my ass and slides perfectly between my spread cheeks.Oh my God! His dick is hard as a rock and right up against me. This is amazing!I could feel him move away and I know he wants to. Several messages were waiting for me. I hit the icon to see what the messages were and the screen went black. Nothing I did worked. It was dead. The last time I charged it was over twenty-four hours ago. I was surprised it lasted this long. If I was going to stay in touch with home, I had to get a new charging cord.Several scents reached out to me from the kitchen, and I followed them. Mom only ever made breakfast on Sundays. That way, none of us could complain about being hungry during Sunday. "Penny for your thoughts?" Clare heard and turned around. She stared at the young, blonde boy that was cleaning a table next to her. "Sorry. It just seemed like something was on your mind." He said, and stood up straight. "You haven't forgotten who I am have you? I mean, it wasn't that long ago that we graduated high school." He said, and Clare stared at him a little more.Clare looked over at the young man's name tag. "Kenny." Clare simply said. "I'm sorry. It's one of those days." She said..