Nothing was ever going to happen in real life, neither one of us would let that happen, but the sexual chemistry for a good on-line flirt is there (or...so I hope).I guess my mind got caught up thinking about her sexually, after she and Suzie joked about her breast exam by a male Doctor. There was some silly reference to men and boobs – and she had some big ones. So my mind went bonkers thinking about giving her an "exam". What, it's a man thing... don't all k**s play doctor and nurse??So when. For the next fifteen minutes that’s exactly what he did.There wasn’t a lot of especially interesting news in the paper, and eventually he set it aside. He was just getting up to get the remote from the coffee table, so that he could turn on the television, when he noticed that the drawer of the end table beside his chair was partly open. When he tried to push it shut, it stubbornly refused to move. Matti pulled the drawer open to see what might be jamming it, and noticed a small booklet that. She stopped sipping her coffee. "Zander and I are having sex." Mom practically blurted out, as if telling her sister that it was cloudy outside. "Say what?" Emma exclaimed, disbelief in her expression ... and ... was that intrigue? It was. So Aunt Emma really was like me and Mom, after all. I felt a bolt of relief shoot through me. "Bullshit, I don't believe you." "We are," I said while standing. I moved to stand behind Mom, my hands finding her shoulders. "Everyday, almost." . He started to walked into the parking lot, but changed his mind. He considered taking her to his truck, more private than standing outside, but he didn’t want her to see the flowers and the other things. It just made him look more idiotic. He pulled her around the corner to the side and tried to maneuver between two of the many windows lining the store. He stood facing her, she with her back to the wall of the store. ‘I don’t know what your game is, Ms. Palmer,’ he started, ‘but….’ She.