“So what’s good here?” “I’m all about that Philly cheesesteak!” he says. I look at Nicole. “Does that sound good to you?” “Don’t y...ou want to do what we did at subway? Split two sandwiches?” she asks.“You just read my mind. What were you thinking?” I ask. “How does the chicken cordon bleu sound?” she asks. “Good to me!” We put in our orders and grab a seat at one of the tables. “How are things going at school, Zachary?” my mom asks. “Great, grades are fine, sports are going well, my friend Don. That's my bag; I install and service fire and burglar alarm systems. At the time I was working for some big outfit who had a lot of contracts in the City. For the City, read the "City Of London", the place where all those arsehole's earn lots of money by talking through their backside's and telling each other how clever they are.Anyway I kinda took a shine to Sandra and she took a shine to me. I asked her out and she accepted. Things kinda snowballed from there really. Then next thing I know. ”Greg suddenly stood and stomped over to them. He grabbed the camera and dropped it to the floor, he picked his mother up from behind, lifting her by the wait. He brought her to the couch and put her down, knees on the cushions and ass in the air. He ripped her leopard print panties down, exposing her.“Go on you disgusting little bitch. Fuck your mommy again. Go on.” Alex was shaking and sweating, but there was no denying his cock was hard. He walked hesitantly towards his bent over mom. “Take. I fumbled it at first until I got the hang of it, and then picked up the Glock. Creighton pointed out some of the finer points of the weapon, and then Tim handed me ear protectors and glasses.“Okay, try not to shoot me or Creighton. It won’t look good on the application,” commented Tim.“Yeah, most of the guys you’ll meet at the academy won’t know shit about weapons. If you manage to not shoot yourself in the foot, you’ll be doing better than average in that bunch,” added Creighton.I smiled at.