The main door was open, so I knocked on the side of the screen door. "Hello, you have visitors."A young boy and girl ran to the door, while a young gu...y walked over. He looked out, then opened the door. "Hey, Shawna, how are you? Is this Charlie, your old man?" Hey, Bart, no this is Steve Sharp. I brought him over to meet you. He's getting ready to take the kids to the motocross store to get safety gear. You talked to me about your two wanting to get involved." I know I talked to you about it,. The next week was just like normal. I went to college on Tuesday and Thursday. Wednesday and Friday I took online classes. I was free most of the time. My Mom went to work every day from 9 to 6. She would say good bye to Wendy and I before she went to work. I would catch glimpses of Mrs. Cotton all day. She spent the first week locked in her room. She wore big baggy clothes all the time. I would click on my laptop camera trying to catch her picking up things or walking around in her vast. “You’re twenty-eight?” he said, incredulously. “You sound like a child. I can’t work with that.” He ordered for us both, including a bottle of wine. Emily poured some more Prosecco into my glass. “Don’t think too much about it until you’ve read the whole thing. Your story for me also involved me cheating on you, so I know it’s something that turns you on”. In stories, I thought. But I didn’t say anything, except to thank her for the wine, and then I read some more. He asked me about my. Crystal flung the door open with a sexy confidence and struck a pose in the doorway to give him a perfect view of her. Mr. Wilson’s eyes lit up hungrily as he traced up from her daintily sandal clad feet, up her smooth, tan legs, around her curvaceous torso that was hugged so perfect by the denim mini dress, and up to her beautiful, sexy face. ‘Well, hello there Miss Berkman,” he slurred with a sexy smile. “Looks like someone dressed up for me today.” Crystal laughed and flashed her pearly.