Jimmy and the young man in the next court mouth's dropped open. They watched as Jennifer placed her panties on the pole holding up the net. Then she w...nt to her position at the foul line and served.The ball hit on Jimmy's side but he didn't even move to hit it back. Suddenly he realized that the game had started. He wanted to protest but Jennifer didn't give him a chance. She served the next volley and Jimmy returned it.It was all Jimmy could do to remember to hit the ball. Every time his mom. She closed the door behind her and rested her back against it. Her breasts were rising and falling dramatically with each heavy breath she took. She stole across the hallway and into the bathroom. She was shaking. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins. She had never felt so excited in her entire life. She had always been a sexual and outgoing person, but she had never done anything like this before. Well, not until last week of course. Her family had never once crossed her mind, never. But. Let’s go face the lions.”We pulled into the bank’s parking lot and walked into the building. At the reception desk, I said, “We would like to talk to someone about investing for the future.”She nodded absently still looking at the door. “Have a seat and someone will talk with you in a moment.” We sat down and waited. A minute or so later, a younger man exited an open office and came to us. “Good afternoon. I’m Jim Casper. Please come into my office and I’ll try to help you.”We went into his. When I opened the door the twins literally threw themselves at me and I was lost in a sea of eager lips seeking mine and fingers enthusiastically exploring anything they could reach. And all the time they were prattling away, James this and James that. I recalled how their mother too, on the rare occasions I had had a chance to talk to her alone, had always proved to be a stupefyingly boring conversationalist, chattering away nineteen to the dozen on the most trivial subjects. I had once.