Uhhm ... can I get a second date?"I was kidding, of course and she got that right away. She burst out laughing."Only if you tell me your real name," s...he said, rolling toward me."What do you mean?" I saw your briefcase and the initials were G.B.A. What's your real name?" Gordon Bruce Andrews," I said in as thick a Scottish brogue as I could imitate."I wonder if we're related?" she asked."How so?" Fiona Aileen Alexander, great granddaughter of Fiona Aileen McGregor of Kilmarnock, Scotland." Not. Just relax and I'll let you know what and when." Kyle, I want you to forget about whatever you have planned. You can't make me do what you're thinking," I said."First, if you don't want Mom and Dad to find out that you drove after drinking, you'll do what I tell you to do. You're right, I can't make you do anything, but you know that I'll tell if you don't." Kyle smiled at me and walked away.At five, Kyle knocked on my bedroom door. I told him to come in."It's time for you to start getting. What I saw was beautiful, a small patch of hair, in what I have learned is called a landing strip.Her lips were bloated and puffy looking. She looked me in the eyes and said “Steve you are going to shave that off for later, Joan told me. Joan says that from now on I am to have a totally bald pussy and you can shave me any time you want”Chief pussy shaver, sounds like a great job to me.Spreading her lips, I moved forward and gave her clit a flick.“Steve I am so close to coming, just keep doing. It hadn't surprised her that he was having an affair, because she hadn't slept with him for months, and yet that affair gave her the excuse she needed to rationalize in her own conscience the step she was taking.The divorce proceedings had been short, and unprotected. Tom had been just as willing Ann to break off their obvious mismatch. She had been awarded a small alimony, but most important of all for her, she had been awarded custody of her c***d, Lani.The insistent blaring of a horn.