His manners popped out and he offered her an adult beverage, beer and whiskey being the only available choices.“The whiskey on the rocks please,” ...she politely asked. When he brought it she invited him to sit on the couch rather than across the room at the tiny kitchen table. She knew by now that closeness wasn’t his habit.After a few sips, Carol sat up straighter, pushing her b-cup tits against the thin blouse she was wearing. She’d removed her bra during a toilet visit at the restaurant. Her. I...I...think I love you...please be there...I'll be right over." Lisa stammered, and then hung up the phone.Bart suddenly heard some noise coming from his mother's room and he quickly ran down the hallway back to his room. His breasts bounced the whole way. The only thing he could do now was wait, so he went back over to the bed and laid there. He figured it would take Lisa about fifteen minutes to get here. Should he confide in Lisa? He thought about telling her everything, but then thought. This inexpensive app has opened a doorway into his world which we would never have gotten without the app.”“That app is tied to the main reason why I am here holding the precious little non-verbal autistic girl in my arms. In the last week it has become obvious that many of your medical professionals here, from the chief of staff all the way down to lift and shift orderlies, has even the slightest clue about Autism. Except for those I have given some basic guidance, none have any training for. “David, come in come in,” he said.Milton and his brother Gerald, the company CFO, had founded the company thirty years earlier. Milton and I had become friends in spite of our totally different place on the social register. Milt was a people person. Gerald, on the other hand, was taciturn and friends with few; well, he was a money man and a money man only. The good news for me was that I never had to deal with Gerald, well, there’s an upside to everything.“Thanks, boss,” I said. I entered his.