His skin was pale, white as paper. His chest was covered in a dusting of dark and gray hairs. He seemed impossibly tall and looked to be every ounce o...f man she imagined him to be. ‘I didn’t know what to do with these…’ he said awkwardly and they went about an odd sort of dance passing coffee mugs and wet clothes back and forth until she held his clothes. ‘Give me your jeans too. I’m going to put them in the wash.’ ‘Um. But then…’ he stuttered. ‘Something I shouldn’t see?’ she teased him, the. How does this sound? 'Sure honey, I'd love to have you tie me to the bed and pretend you're some other woman trying to seduce me!' Oh yeah, that would have really convinced her. I decided to say the only thing I thought was safe... “Fine, but I don't want to hear any whining later when you find I'm not as susceptible to a woman's powers of persuasion as you think I am!”Then I thought, 'Damn! I ought to be a fertilizer salesmen. I almost bought that bullshit myself.' but inside where it really. "Cut the crap, Mom! Think that'll cover up the fact that you been screwin' that White guy, Kirk." I don't know what you mean," she gasped."Come off of it, Mom. You been fuckin' him for the last four months, every Tuesday and Friday. Did you really think I was that stupid not to notice?" Her world collapsing, Coleen asked desperately, "Does your father... ?" No, only me," he lied.Actually it had been his father who, knowing how the boy felt about his mother and especially how Coleen felt about. ‘This is ridiculous. I give up.’ He turned the set off. ‘Gimme one of those oatmeal cookies, will you?’ ‘Ellen’s doing a good job with the baking. I’ve gained five pounds since I’ve come here.’ He patted his stomach. ‘Better watch out. Trying to stay in shape isn’t all that easy. We’re mostly just sitting around during the day and of course, at night, well.’ ‘Tell you what. We’ll get those tomato plants you’ve been talking about and put them into the ground. That ought to be good for.