He turned to see Clare standing there with two cups of coffee in her hand. “What do I owe you Mike?” she asked.“Just the coffee and a kiss will ...do babe!” Mike said smiling.Setting the cups down on the counter Clare came up to him and kissed him lightly on the lips.“Call that a kiss? How long have we known each other Clare? How about giving this old boy a real one?” Mike said wondering if he had gone too far.To his surprise instead of backing away, or changing the subject she moved closer and. Mother insisted that I had settled her down and sobered her up so well at Thanksgiving, I should do the same for Christmas. I hesitant to even begin to describe what we did during that Winter break.Mother told me some things about her childhood that helped me understand why she was so different from what I thought a mother should be. On Christmas day, she said, "You know, it was Christmas Eve when I was ten that my mom caught my dad screwing my school teacher. The school teacher was living. ? ?I-I?ve never seen you wear that.? Basil had babbled. ?Well,it?s not really for the workplace.? Nessi had confessed, giggling. Nessi waswonderful! She?d often jumped on Basil?s lap to edit something on his computer,and pushed her tight, curving little ass on his swelling crotch. ?And Nessi had kissedBasil once or twice at office parties, and once when he?d given her a Christmasbonus. But Nessi was one of those beautiful girls who Basil hadnever had a chance with?Lindy, Basil?s wife was very. "That's rubbish, Debbie, and you know it. Don't talk to me like I'm acomplete idiot. You only have to look at her when she moves, they wobble,and only real tits do that. Her lips as well, I've seen girls who've hadbotox injections and their lips look swollen and grotesque, Marilyn lookslike she's had a new pair of lips, they're big but they're perfectlyformed. So, what's going on? I'm looking at something that should beimpossible, but the reality is there, staring me in the face."With that,.