"My name is Joanna, Suzie. Joanna Claudine Collinsworth. My friends call me Joanna. J.C. comes from the time I started working at RMN. I was fresh out...of school and I didn't have any business cards. When I sent my resume I affixed one of my husband's to the resume since we have the same initials. His name is Jeremy Christian Collinsworth and his cards read J.C. Collinsworth." But, why aren't people calling you Joanna? Why does everyone think you don't want them to use your name? Why is everyone. “Sorry, honey. But you know how I get.”I knew she was embarrassed at her outburst and what she’d said, and I smiled back at her to tell her that I understood and that it was okay. Although in truth a big part of me did wonder if she was this enthusiastic and gushing after just a few minutes in bed with James, what troubles might the future days and weeks hold?With this turmoil of arousal and worry as my familiar friends, I looked on helplessly as they re-entered their little two-person bubble. I am not..I am telling you the truth.Aunty – oh. Now I understood why you were staring.Me – aunty that was a mistake.Aunty – it’s okay. I came here to spent some quality time with you.( I was shocked to hear that but then I was like ” am I getting a milf to fuck)( I always thought of having sex with someone older)Me – I didn’t get you, aunty.Aunty – I know you stare at me whenever I am here in the building and I have never seen your eyes take out of my thighs and boobs.Me – (scared) not like. “Alright are we all ready?” my mom said, “would you like me to make you guy’s lunches that you could take with you?” “Sure mom that would be wonderful.” I said. Nudging Sarah in the ribs “Thanks mom…” Sarah said slowly, looking at me with disapproval. “You’re welcome guys.” She said kindly “alright you all set now have fun, oh would you want a basket or a backpack to carry that?” “Maybe a backpack,” “I thought so.” After transferring the food we headed out.Ch 3 I locked the door and ran.