"Just talk to him," Arnie spoke then broke away from me.Arnie left and Jared came down to the kitchen table. He sat with a cokein one hand and just st...aring at the table. Arnie had said for us to justtalk, but I didn't know where to start. Luckily, Jared broke the ice."So...do you hate me now?" Why would I hate you?" I said sitting down at the table, "You're myson. I could never hate you."Jared started tearing up, "Even after I interrupted your business." You've done that before and it was no. What's not to like?" objected Lynne. "He's a thoughtful, nice man." Yeah," said Jill. "Right." The sarcastic tone in her voice caused her mother to look at her sharply and Jill's hands came up to ward off a scolding. "He is that," she admitted in a normal tone. "But one of the important parts of that is that he's a MAN." I don't think that way about just any nice guy," said Lynne, frowning."Me either," said Jill. "I might be young, and I know I never had a boyfriend, but I didn't choose Bob. At my age. Between bouts of depression, and loneliness I started fantasizing , maybe I’d meet some cute young girl who wanted an older established man.I’ve always had a thing for young girls. It’s something I’ve only ever admitted to myself and online anonymously. In chat rooms or now like this. Growing up I think the sight of little sis and some little cousins running around on sleepovers. Panties and t shirts. How did our parents not know the boys were loving that.I tried my best meeting. He looked at the section of DVDs that I was looking at, the gangbang section and smiled. I blushed, but somehow him seeing that turned me on, so I just kept looking. The others were also aware of what section we were in. The first guy kept making small talk as I browsed the DVDs, when he picked one up and said this is a good one, I looked at it, the title was "Fatties first gangbang", I started to get mad at the reference to my weight but something inside was turned on, so, I just said really?.