He knew there was an inequity in such a situation as it was not a meeting of equals and never could be. An experienced, mature man could not engage in...sex with a young woman, who for all her bravado, was not equipped to deal with life as he was. That applied to any man of his age. Even more crucial was his ethical responsibility not to take advantage of anyone who was in his care. That rule was inviolate to any professional and could bring accusations of professional misconduct that could cost. As I greet them I am completely taken aback by the beauty of both these women. Her daughter, Roxanne, is gorgeous. She has long thick red hair, light skin, and piercing green eyes. Her breasts are full and round and the show off great in her tight shirt. Below the waist is equally spectacular, showing all her curves in black yoga pants. I love this trend of yoga pants!Her friend Nancy, whom I next meet is stunning as well. Her brown hair reaching to the top of her chest. And speaking of her. The Friday morning came and I went down stairs to see my big b*o sat at the breakfast bar drinking coffee and talking to my parents, we had grown up close together and I saw him as my closet friend. I could talk about anything to him and he gave me the most amazing cuddles. I had decided that I was going to travel up with him as it would be more fun, we loaded the car up and took off long before our parents. We got the hotel and another bomb shell was dropped, our stupid mother had booked us. "At this Ann began to look guilty, and made another effort to speak. I held up my hand and she once again sank back."You split Jenny and me up. That was selfish and hurtful to me, and Jenny was livid when she realised she had been set up. She was all for dumping Peter for good and staying with me. You didn't realise that, did you? You could have ruined it for her and for Peter by your meddling."This time she did interrupt. "So why are they still together?" she said indignantly."You see," I.