She smiled. He certainly put her through her paces, but oh, was it worth it. She had at last made up her mind. She wanted to be Chico's woman. She no ...longer cared about the age difference. She wanted to belong to him. She wanted to give herself to him. And most of all she wanted him to love her as she had come to love him.Over the next few weeks Brandi's calls to Chico became more frequent until, at last, she was calling him virtually every day. She could no longer stand it without him. She. Sam and I trusting each other enabled Sandy to trust me and take me under her wing. From there I learned everything in the two years I apprenticed with her. Sixteen years old when I began to hang with Sandy, I convinced my dad to pay her for teaching me the ropes.I've never had a better teacher. She expected me to learn my lessons. She taught me the rules including rudimentary law--especially the stuff affecting what a private detective could and couldn't do--and precedent cases. Once I learned. "Do you really love me?" You know I love you, Mom," he replied, his voice almost shrill."Would you do anything for me? Would you do anything I wanted... make me happy?"Bobby's hand dug harshly into the cheek of her ass, the finger of his other hand fucking quickly into her cunt. Joyce pulled at his hard cock, feeling moisture smearing the palm of her hand."I'd do anything you asked, Mom!" he said hurriedly. "Anything at all!" You really like my ass, don't you, Bobby?" Oh, yes!" Would you give. A random encounter at the local coffee shop when the waitress accidently switched our coffees. She remembered the moment looking into his dark brown eyes and seeing that little twinkle in them. Then the small smile around his tender lips and the long dark, curly hair. It was obvious that he was older but his eyes told everything. They exchanged numbers after talking briefly drinking our coffees. He called a couple days later and the rest was history. She didn’t know it at the time but he was.