You can buy something from her." Buy?" It's something personal. Trust me. You'll like it a whole lot. It shows the new Deanna."Kelsey knew the nerd bo...ys liked Deanna. She was one of them. They would be too curious not to show up."Are you having a good day at school?" Kelsey asked in history class."It's okay." Okay? Don't you like all the attention? The whole school is talking about you."Deanna didn't want to hear that."Deanna?" Mr. Martin, the teacher said.She looked up. He was near."You're .... Both of us eagerly licked and tried to be the one to get the most of his cum. He watched us and I know his looks. The look on his face was one of utter satisfaction. The next thing he did was push our faces together and then he rinsed off one last time and stepped out of the shower saying "I'll tell you both when to stop." We were both french kissing each other, still on our knees with the warm water flowing down all over us. I was in heat for this lady. I know Mark could see that too.Mark. "Relax. I won't bite." She'd lost any trace of that fear as they'd talked. Lightweight stuff -- weather, the food, the decor, going on about each thing between brief bouts of silence the way strangers do."Sorry," he said. "I just... I'm not good at small talk." That's okay, neither am I."The silence was worse than the chit-chat. He could only stare at his food or at the car parked outside for so long, and then he had to look at her. And he began to notice things. Like the slightest tinge of. Mom and I wrote each other two or three times a week, neither of us ever said a word about that day in the ten years we wrote.In one of her letters she told me the small college down the road was offering a computer Internet- email class. I sent her the money as fast as I could. I was already on-line and it would be great to chat with mom.The day she finished the class I had set it up so a brand new computer with all the nice things, a scanner, printer and a camera would be on her front porch.