Sighing to myself, I leaned over, grabbed my phone and looked to see who had sent me a ‘spam’ text. I cheered up a little to find it was from Mand...y.Mandy, the ‘old friend, ‘ had turned out to be a sexy and extremely enthusiastic lover the previous weekend. Chuckling inwardly I recalled just how much I, no ‘We’ had woken her inner-self from a long period of loveless inaction. We had literally fucked ourselves to a standstill. Boy! How unexpected and delightful that had that been. At my age I. " Kim said."Ok. Want me to go get the next one?" Cindy asked."Sure." Kim replied, feeling giddy about her success. "Make sure you wash your feet and legs first." Ok. Be right back." Cindy said.Walking through the access door to the stripping room, Kim approached three women sitting on the table. "Could one of you please come with me? We are trying to set the shower pressure and we need one of you to help us." Cindy said.Barbara stood up and said, "Someone is bringing us drinks, will this take. Jack's mother sighed and hugged him, muffling his tears, just like shedid when he was little."Now Jack, I love you so much, more than anything," said his mother asshe hugged him deeper."Then, why..." Jack, you don't have any friends, and you don't play any sports. Youdon't even play with the neighborhood kids." And?" Jack said, knowing full well what she meant but protesting whatshe was implying. "I don't need any friends, or sports. I always get A'sin school, and I have plenty of stuff to do. “Not how we wanted things to go tonight,” I said apologetically and got everyone seated. “So, Matt tells Mom everything and I do mean everything. For her to blow up at him is bad. He loves her like his mother. Well, you heard what he said about his mother and father at dinner. Our parents have sort of become surrogates for his since the divorce. Whatever happened over there was bad. Beck, don’t go next door for a day or two. She wouldn’t even talk to me. Just told me that it wasn’t my.