"Before your last tirade you couldhave stayed on here as a butler and learned to become a proper gentlemanbut now I am afraid you'll be spending that ...ime working as a propermaid now." I don't think so," he protested."You've always been on the small side haven't you dear, barely five feettall and hardly 100 pounds dripping wet?" Constance quizzed Lawrence whohad to stand there and take it now, until he could figure a better wayout of this problem. "Such a small and fragile boy, and just. As she bent to serve some food in Husain’s plate, she gave a perfect view of her cleavage. Husain could not stop ogling at her boobs. I noticed him noticing my mom whole night and could see the lust in his eyes- the lust to fuck my mom. While talking to him, he brought the topic of my mom.He jokingly asked me, “Don’t you ever feel the need to fuck your mom? I mean look at her, she is soo fucking hot that I will fuck her all year.” I smiled at him and said, “Listen, buddy, if you want, you can. How could I tell Jeff? Do I just blurt it out in a casual conversation or leave a note like a silly school girl? Which ever way, our world was about to change forever. It was Valentines Day and I decided it was time. I laid a red table cloth on the lounge room floor and set up a picnic style dinner with candles, long stemmed wine glasses and white napkins with little red love hearts. It was a simple meal as I wasn’t sure if the food would be eaten. I sat and waited sipping on some red grape. Said she hasn't heard from ya in a couple days and was wondering if you were still alive. I said yeah, you haven't hung yourself yet."My shoulders slumped, and I groaned. Rachel chuckled and glanced over at me."I didn't really say that," she giggled.I stepped over to her, wringing the towel in my hands, and asked how she seemed. Rachel shrugged."I think you should call her," she replied. "Maybe go see her or something... I dunno. None of my business. I just think..."But I was already running.