And..."Margaret smiled, "I'm your boyfriend's mother? And this isuncomfortable?" Sorry," Esme said, sheepishly.She got up and went to the counter. "...Please, Jay's grandmother, the oldbat, if I had known she was down here, I'd have climbed out of the windowbefore I came down here. You want some? Black, two sugars?" Yes, please." They sat and drank coffee, passing the newspaper sectionsback and forth. Esme looked at the photos and imagined Jay, spending histime photographing car accidents. " I smile. The following day I come down from my apartment my usual time and of course Amy is already there and I can see something is not right. She looks cold and tired.She see's my expression and says that her room had a flood last night and she spent all night trying to clean up the water and didn't get much sleep. "Where is Suzie," I ask? Looking around I see her sleeping on the couch out front. "Amy, take her upstairs and put her in the spare room so she can get properly rested. While you. She got up and stood near me. “Your feet are so soft and fresh,” she said. She was standing with her back on the railing, right beside me.My right foot was placed on the low railing unintentionally. She slowly placed her hand on my knee. “You have such soft skin,” she said, as her hand slowly moved upwards. I felt her wrinkled skin on my legs as she went on. “You have such beautiful figure. What a cute little body. So young, so fresh. Just like a ripe fruit, ready to be plucked.”I looked over. She was facing my feet, this frees up her hands to wrap my rod with her hair then jerk my rod into total submission while I was ate at Contessa’s table. This was my morning treat (if last night was not enough).After breakfast we went to see about her car. She was all business dealing with the car insurances and car rental people. While we were waiting for the loaner car. She turn and gave me a hug and said “thank you for making me feel extra special yesterday”. I said, “it was my pleasure to.