She walked past the sofa swaying her young hips and kept the teacup on the center table. I told her that a face mask is not required while cleaning. �...�Oh, thank god, I can’t breathe,” she said, taking off the mask, showing pearly white teeth and thick slutty lips.It was the same girl in her late teens. She’d done my body massage at Costa spa on the beach.Why did Maria send you today? I asked casually. “Mummy said there’s less work in your apartment,” she said. I got it. “Are you old enough to. Nothing. About 30 minutes of waiting, I went up to her bathroom door and knocked. All I heard were groans. Again. "Violet, what's wrong?" She opened the door her face all sweaty. "Luke...it's not working. I've been sitting on the toilet for half hour trying to relief myself. Nothing worked. I even tried pushing it out...really hard! For the last ten minutes. Now the pain is starting to come back again. I just can't FUCKING take a SHIT!!!" I was surprised by her sudden burst of anger. She saw. Before she could come up with an answer, Kristin went on."I'm going to take a shower. Why don't you get under the blankets and think about things, until I get out. Leave room next to your stud, for me."We did just that. Mom and I crawled under the sheets, with me in the middle of the bed, and lay facing each other while shower noises came through the open bathroom door."She's right." Mom's face was less than a foot away, when she finally said something."Is she?" I was a tired, idiot teenager. I. ”“Oh, I never thought about the big trucks.” Kelly began redoing her skirt. “It was kind of fun.”“What am I going to do with my little exhibitionist?”“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. I thought you’d think it was sexy.”“I love it, but I don’t want anyone else to see you.”“Baby, it doesn’t matter if someone sees me. They can’t have me. I’m all yours!”I pulled into a rest area so Kelly and I could use the bathrooms. When I got out of the truck, I held the door for Kelly. She slid over, stepping.