I had an odd feeling in my stomach, and it wasn't the cake. I walked into the kitchen where mom was cleaning up a little.I sat down and sighed really ...big."What is it honey? Girl problems?" Is it that obvious Mom?" Maybe, I can help you honey?" she said sitting down."If I explain this to you, all you will do is slap me again," I responded."Really!" She smiled."Yeah, this is one of those moments," I said."You are a smart young man. I know whatever you do, will be for the best. Goodnight Cal, love. Her hair is blonde, and up in a high ponytail.“You look cute,” I say to her as I sit on the couch.“Thanks” she replies, “I've been seeing a personal trainer lately” she spins around as she speaks.Rebecca looks good. Rebecca is smiling as she walks over, biting her lower lip. A few feet before the couch she crouches down on her knees and crawls to me. She gets close to me and takes her left hand and grabs my penis. She jerks me off slowly, with her hand. I am staring at her ring, it’s big,. "Thank you Jeff. You're a true friend." I'm a brother Alpha. You guys are family. Enough said. Keep us posted, Carla. I don't care if it's two in the morning, if something happens, call us — please." I will," Carla choked out. "Tell the others I said thank you, too. Bye."Jeff hung up and said, more or less just thinking out loud, "Why would Fred's dead wife insist he stay with someone who has been in a wreck?" Dead wife?" Kayla said, sitting up straight. "Did I hear you correctly?" Yeah,". So it was with a sudden burst of self confidence that she responded to one of the men who wanted to meet. A youngish looking guy who said his name was Jim. He was apparently going to be in the city for the weekend and would like to meet. And so here she was, sitting in a hotel room and waiting for her first John to arrive. Her mind had been in turmoil ever since they set the meet and she had gone over every possible bad outcome for this night in her head a million times in graphic detail. Yet.