I had filled Constance in on my latest assignment — working with, working for — Gloria Allen.“She’s a remarkable woman, Winter.” Of course C...onstance would know her.“She told me that attorneys chase shadows. And detectives chase the men who cast those shadows.”“Women too. But that’s very ... perceptive of Gloria. Almost poetic. Now, can we help you with anything?”‘We’ encompassed the junior senator from Wyoming, Harper Wainwright.“Thank you, Constance. It’s too early for me to have a handle on. Please, Mom, help me?Shivani could have said no, but that is certainly not what she wanted. She wanted to feel her son’s cock, not just in her hand but in her pussy. It has been aching for good fuck. She did oblige to the demands of her son but pretended to do it with reluctance.Shivani: Oh God! You are bothering me now, Rahul. Ok, fine, just this one time. Remove your pants and sleep facing upwards.Rahul followed his mother’s instructions. He was now sleeping, looking upwards. His hard dick. Would you ... Would you like to go to the pictures with me tomorrow?"She smiled warmly, "Why, yes. I'd love to."The sun was just reaching the western horizon when a small building hove into view. The punt veered towards a small wooden jetty of its own accord and bumped gently into one of the supporting posts with a soft thud. The old couple clambered out of the boat and after Eric tied the punt to the post, made their way to the front door of the building.The door opened into a small, dimly-lit. "Jason smiled shyly, and put the headset back on.Stanford finished with a five and five record. They did beat Cal, so the season was considered a success. But there would be no bowl games that year.-- + + + + + --At home, Moira missed Jason fiercely. But she had so much more work to do, to keep up her grades at the high school, that she appreciated Jason's problem and allowed him the space he required.They both often had dates Friday evenings. Jason usually came home Saturday evening, until.