He needed a steady environment, the American dream with two parents and a loving environment. Andy hadn't lost sight of Jeffy, but in the last few mon...ths, in spite of our divorce agreement leaving her custody, had left most of the parenting to me. Perhaps this suddenly resonated in Jeffy's statement of his desire for her to move in with us. I could see the tears well up in her eyes, and asked Jeffy to go into the kitchen and get another glass of milk. While he was gone, Andrea composed. HER glass of water.Giggling, she turned back to the stove, turned the temp down low, set the spoon on the rest, and put the lid on the pot.He admired her as she turned, from her curly reddish hair down to the bare toes peeking out of her frayed jeans.She tried to look mad, looking over her glasses as she walked over towards him."That's MY water" she said as she stopped in front of him, taking the glass and draining it dry."I will get you more" he said.She put a hand on his chest to hold him on. I’ll spend more than that on restaurants while we’re out there.”“You’re loco,” she said faintly.“That’s all well and good,” Emma said, sitting in my office chair with a strange look on her face. “What I’M interested in hearing about though is who you’ve been having fun with today,” she announced and plucked the panties off the desk, twirling them on one finger. “You reeked of stale pussy and fresh soap at dinner,” she told me.I chuckled. “I wasn’t trying to hide it. I had a very intimate moment. " Thanks. I guess I am lucky at that." You have no idea, I'll bet."With that, he was gone. 'Candy' had gotten dressed, little as it were, and wasn't looking at me anymore."What?"I was curious why she wasn't looking at me."What ... what?" Why can't you look me in the eye Candy?" I took advantage of you. It was wrong of me to do that. Almost cost me my job too. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done ... what I did. You must think I'm such a slut now too." Well, I don't know what to say. I mean, you're.