Sometimes even more than that!I have 31 paying tutoring clients, who all come over twice a week, all at my new rate of $65 an hour. For the math depri...ed, that is $4,030 a week, all in cash!Besides them, are my four closest girls, mentioned earlier, who come over at separate times for some very ... personal tutoring, at no charge!My youngest sister, Jessica (16), asked for my help in History and Geography. She’s coming over later, with her schoolbooks. I suspect she got flummoxed over. He led me across the street.“Hey!” I was greeted by Carmine. She didn’t look like Faye or Gretchen, I realized. God, I was such an idiot. It was probably a brain tumor. Karma owed me a brain tumor. “You’re feeling better?”“Less crazy.” I smiled.“But not all the way sane, I hope.” She customer-service beamed her pearly whites and told us to have a seat anywhere. We headed for a table with chairs that were not big comfy seats. Peter sat down and I across from him. Carmine was over in a second and. We went in to the kitchen and ate. I think it was Bar-B-Q Chicken. We went in to the living room after dinner and turned on the stereo and she sat in the chair with me and we started making out. We kissed and I felt her nice firm C'cup Tits and pushed my hard on against her ass cheeks...we kissed and kissed and fondled each other till she said: "Oh Alan", I want you inside me. Shit had I been waiting for that line, but I stopped and said, well there are a few things we need to talk about first.. Make every minute count.”Suddenly she was crying and I didn’t know what to do, so I leaned up to kiss her and then kiss away a tear.“I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”I heard her laugh.“These are happy tears, Charlie. You and Danny are growing up and that makes me happy and sad at the same time.”She laughed again.“Be sensible, Charlie, but not in loving. Love Danny with everything you’ve got. Everything.”I held her gaze.“Is that the way you love Dad, Mom?”Her laughter was really.