I can't go back to that...way of life. I have two boys. They need me, as a mother''Dirty Kelly....here that....Dirty Kelly. Has a ..ring to it, doesn'...t it? Has photos as well. Remember that.''What can I do for you Jason, I'm rather busy. Christmas n all''Ya can cut the fucking crap for starters. Change of plan. Get over to the tree office now! I think I'll sample that baldy cunt now.....NOW''OK...should I bring condoms' she said, calmly as if she was talking about wine. 'Hell no. Not unless. He was a good looking man, in good shape, and for a handyman he smelt really nice.He passed me my coffee and we chatted about his day and idle chit chat, but he kept saying he couldn’t believe he was actually with me. He said he was married and ‘straight’!!! (Such a common claim!)I was sat with my legs crossed and I could see he was looking at my legs that were encased in very expensive fully fashioned stockings- as we chatted his eyes were all over me, and I made the most to flaunt my. Maybe things aren't so bad here, he thought. The Miller's are nice he thought, and what a babe Mrs. Miller is. Man, wouldn't it be cool to see her in a bikini! Maybe we can have a swim party.He was thinking of Mrs. Miller in her bikini when he heard his parents walk into the house, coming from their visit to the lawyers. He considered asking them about the pool party but thought that might be a little obvious with him drooling. Oh well, better learn to control those emotions a little bit. Instead, it was Betsy. She called to let him know she was going to be there that evening for a two-day visit before heading off to the Middle East. He accepted her statement that she wanted to drive herself so that she could leave on her timeline rather than his. He was ecstatic that she was visiting until he realized that he didn’t have a bed. He spent the next few hours getting a bed and the appropriate coverings for it.He was left with two hours before she would arrive. He spent half of that.