Can one of you folks hold me to ensure I don’t fall off the stool?”Before the vegetable vendor could respond, the fruit seller grabbed the opportu...ity along with her ass and said, “Of course, we are here to help in any way possible.” The fruit seller placed his face squarely at the top of her left thigh, one more inch higher.He could have very well been kissing one of the ass cheeks. The perverted bastard also held one hand around her knee. The other hand was a way upright leg. His fingers were. " Ginger may be able to help with that if we can get permission for her to stay with mom for her senior year of school."Randy interjected, "I have my ex-wife's permission for the near term letting Ginger continue to live in Minneapolis. I will have custody of Ginger as soon as we can get a judge to hear this in family court. Ada's new husband doesn't want a teenager living with them. I need to see that Ginger is well cared for and happy. The place for her as long as she is happy is with you and. It was a little surprising that she had been accepted so easily because the training program was one that many young people just out of college wanted to start their business career. On the other hand, young Camryn was just eighteen years old and a recent high school graduate instead. Her looks more than compensated for her lack of experience.She was a honey blond with natural curls and her eyes had a habit of changing color depending on the tone of her blouse or hat. Camryn liked to think it. I’ve seen what he’s said about me. That I’m money grabbing. The audacity! I work night and day to provide a good life for my daughter while he can barely get any work these days because he’s become an unreliable name in this town. Yes, I was having a fling with Katy’s horse riding instructor. He made me feel alive again, like a woman once more. Years of neglect from Tom had made me forget that I am a sexual being. I wish Tom would make me feel like that again, I wish he would make love to me.