I don’t know why I am telling you my personal sorrows”“Ohh my baby” I got up to his chair and said “Give me a hug”I embraced him tightly a...d he started crying, his tears I could feel on my shoulders. He was literally sobbing.We were in that position for a while, he tried to break the embrace, but I didn’t let him. I grabbed his hairs, put his forehead on my forehead, wiping his tears with my fingers, I said “Calm down baby! Don’t cry.” I whispered. His lips are just about inches away from. ”“Wow, Mr. Marc you sure do have a big...”“Marty,” Mallory hushed her daughter.“Hon, that’s not nice, “ she said.“Mom, I was only say that he had a big scar on his booty ... and another one next to his huge thingy.”“Oh Lord - help me please ... I’m sorry Marc.”“Marty, Matty, listen. If you’re mature enough to help your Mom with a near naked invalid, then you’re mature enough to call a spade a spade. I don’t have a booty, I have a butt. I don’t have a thingy. I have a dick or cock, whichever. Marie had not worn panties in anticipation of this occasion but not so Shawna. Marie caressed her hands over Shawna's breasts and gently rubbed her chocolate brown nipples. They became stiff and erect telling Marie that indeed Shawna wanted her also. Marie knelt down, worked Shawna's panties over her hips and slid them down to join her jumpsuit around her ankles. Marie ran her hand over the curly brown pubic hair that covered Shawna's womanhood. Marie bent forward and started to gently kiss. "After a quick pit stop at Kayla's flat, where she paints my nails a deepred colour and changes into her own pink skirt suit, I find myself stoodside-by-side with my tiny blonde friend outside the offices of HeavenlyTalent- the exact same place where I met her over a year ago. I take adeep breath before coolly striding inside, trying to keep my cheeks fromburning as seemingly everyone in the reception area pauses what they'redoing and stares in my direction."Hi, Ella," I say to the brown-haired.