Caleb looked up at the camera in the corner of the little chamber, smiled, and waved, and then focused his gaze out the little window again. Cameras w...ere everywhere, he had noted.He had to continue to give the impression that he was just a hick that was pissed because his pickup was broken. Being pissed wasn't a hard emotion to work up. It seemed that his emotions had been on a roller coaster ever since, whatever happened, whatever...'Okay, time to shelve those thoughts until I can get out of. She stood from her spot on the sofa and began to pace the family room. Looking straight into my eyes she said, "G, I know she's beautiful, hot and sexy, but she's still my kid. I can't really blame you, though. Try as I might I can't be mad, but I am disappointed". I hung my head and responded, "I don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry, Val". "And you, young lady", Val continued, looking sternly at Steffi, "just what did you think YOU were doing?". Steffi started to open her mouth but. That was amazing, by the way. Let me leave you for a couple of hours to make some arrangements and I'll pick you up around 7:00? Dinner is a casual surprise." Okay. Should I bring anything?" Only your sexy self," said Michael.A few hours later, Sarah was in the kitchen making herself another drink when the doorbell rang. Drinking it down quickly, she answered it to find Michael standing framed by the door wearing jeans and a blue flannel shirt and holding a red one. "Here, this is for you.". At least that is what we determined in private between each other. The communication between us has never been better, or more essential. Randy, my yard boy had started dating a nice girl his own age and tendered his resignation as my lover saying “ I can't continue our relationship while I am dating my girl”. My answer may have been a little blunt, but it was honest,”Randy we had sex, not a relationship”. He shrugged and agreed with me, and ask if he could continue working on my yard. I said.