As she looked at Jeremy she noticed how well defined his skinny arms were. No wonder he was able to beat up her nerdy son.Without pulling her dress up... Rebecca started typing again: [Rebecca]: So you won’t bully Billy again? [Jeremy]: holy smokes you have a nice ass. yeah i won’t bully billy again. now shake your ass for me bitch.Rebecca saw Jeremy grin broadly as he started to rub the front of his shorts. The nerve of this k**, trying to boss around a grown-woman! She had to admit. “Your mother’s name is Linda Michelle Stryker.” Carter’s eyes widened. “Your father is Richard Stryker,” I continued, my hands beginning to tremble. “He cheated on your mom and that’s why they got a divorce.” “Whoa, hold up,” Carter said. “This is too weird.” I just kept prattling on, my heart was pounding and I couldn’t really stop myself. “Your mom used to work at a store in the mall. Your dad owned a restaurant. Your mom likes peaches, Celine Dion, and volleyball. You,” I pointed at Carter.. "I bought a couple when I bought those Hello Kitty panties. Would you liketo see them?" She asked as if it were a normal conversation."We're not supposed to talk about bras, Mother, are we? I mean, the girlsat school would never talk about their underwear in front of boys. Atleast, that's what I've noticed. When ever they talked about 'girlthings,' they always made sure no boys were around. They've kicked me outof conversations a lot of times." I'm not talking about you wearing your bras in. It started yesterday afternoon." I told him the whole thing. By the end, he was holding me."Are you OK?" he asked."Well, I'm dealing. I'm glad you're here, though-that makes it better." I'm glad," he said. "You know what? I always felt, you know, that I was missing something, because I didn't have a Dad. But at least I have Mom. Who tells me she loves me thirty-eight times a day," he grinned."You're Mom's a sweetheart," I told him. "Where is she?" At the store where she works. They're doing.