After months of searching, I finally picked up a part-time gig in the mall at a shoe store. My manager was a stunning woman--long black hair, thick po...ty lips and loved to wear tight clothing. She had heavy, thick breasts and nipples that pushed out of her bra--she made sure to hold everything just out of my distance to make me look at her and see them...she always seemed to drop something and bend over in front of me...but I could never really be sure. It just happened too much.She loved to. (Sounds like the woman needs it!) If Sherry sees her admired Aunt Joyce becoming a proper slut and then you begin to show her you are the same, that should do the trick.Let me know how you fare.Best wishes for a cheating, preggy daughter,Mother DebbieChapter 2Hello, out there on the World Wide Web. This is Mother Debbie with another addition of my Internet column for those of you who need the kind of advice I offer. Some months ago I got a letter from "Sherry's Mom" who was having trouble. Let’s change our deal. How about you go to rent-free for one year. At the end of that year, we will revisit our agreement and you and I will come to a more amicable agreement,” I say to her.She erupts with a litany of tears.“But I didn’t want you to think that I can’t do this,” she says.“Why would you think that? Clearly, you are hardworking, industrious, and now you’re not enjoying what you are doing. Do you even realize that you missed a shopping trip for a new swimsuit with all the other. Her white dress was the smallest she owned, high on the thighs and strapless across her perky bust. The approving gaze reminded her of how the redhead had looked at her when she was naked. Memories of their steamy encounter immediately returned—of Marcia’s fingers curling inside her, the curvy woman’s lips suckling her nipple. Her excitement immediately jumped up another level. She had to be careful not to lose herself tonight. ‘And I love your hair!’ ‘Thanks,’ Alice mumbled, finally finding.