You give me some general directions and we set off. I had already noticed that you had dressed in a way which was bound to turn me on. You had a short... red skirt and had teamed it up with a sleeveless white top. We talk as we are driving and it then with your skirt riding up that I notice the fact that you don’t have any panties on. You see me smile and know what I have seen. You tell me that you are going to tease me until we get to the forest. This has the instant reaction of getting me horny.. I opened it and read what the PI found.Nancy Montoya, age 35. Son, Ruben Montoya, age 14. Address: 1145 Lexington Avenue, Groveport, Ohio. Phone numbers: cell 614-555-1478, home 614-555-8923. No phone listed for Ruben.Interesting that she hadn't changed her name. I guess it was to keep the same name as our son. I was surprised that she hadn't remarried and that no one had adopted Ruben. She was a gorgeous woman, one most men noticed, and could have any man she wanted. Maybe she was just living. She moisturized her exposed legs, making them shine in the light. Of course, she knew her protruding hips and her busty breasts are what made her body picturesque. She professed, she knew she was cute.When men looked, she took it as a tribute. But really she thought it was getting old. She wanted to be liked for who she was instead of fantasizing what she looked like unclothed. She knew it wasn’t going to stop, but that’s really how she felt.When she was packing to go, she texted back. " She left the bathroom and returnedshortly, holding up one of her bras. "You might want to try this one forsize. It may be a little small."*Two weeks later, Brian and Tammi sat in Tammi's car."Are you sure the doctor said there was nothing he could do?" Brian'svoice, once a deep bass, was now more of a falsetto."I talked to several specialists. They said the changes are permanent."She patted Brian's arm. She was shocked at how soft and smooth his skinfelt. As Brian nodded sadly, Tammi slyly.