He knocked a girl up when he was still in high school and took the Army route to clean up his act. I went to college and got that degree everyone said... I needed. I ended up going to law school, and now I’m a corporate lawyer. I’m on the verge of being a big shot, I guess. Anyway I haven’t thought about Bobby in ages. Then, out of the blue, he asks to be my friend on Facebook. Turns out we live one neighborhood apart. I’m in this wanna-be poshy neighborhood where the young, hip, rich and gorgeous. " Please, Grandpa, I don't want to open mine either but I think we have to. Let's have something to drink then we can open them. Can I have mom's old doll? She told me the whole story about it and it would mean a lot to me if I could keep it to remind me of her." Honey, anything in there is yours for the asking. I made sure your mom got them before I moved away after the divorce. Her mother wanted to throw them away but I kept them because I knew she would want them. I wonder what happened to. "She's nice mummy." I said. "Who is she?" She's the wife of an American senator," she had a wistful expression on her face."But then, she was my soul mate, my lover, my bed mate, she was my life Tabatha and I loved her with all my heart."I was stunned, this was my mother talking, my strait laced mother, the one who was the rock in my parent's marriage, the dutiful little wife who served the drinks at daddy's cocktail parties, the one who organises the coffee mornings for charity.Mummy had never. "I can give you some examples," he whispers, his smile getting bigger. "For instance, I know you like it when I touch you here..." he whispers again as he slowly puts his hand under the table and places it on my upper thigh, stroking me slightly. A wave of hornyness comes over me and I can barely breath as he slowly moves his hand up and up my short skirt. "But I also know you hate it when I stop, and tease you," he smiles as he stops right at the top of my thigh, stroking the edge of my.