She had a three-year old son Ben and afourteen-month old girl, Layla.She met us at the door. She was 5'3", dark haired with dark eyes. "Heyguys. Th...anks for coming. You're first. Jess, you look amazing. Dantold us how well you'd been doing." He did? Thanks, honey. It's all him. He got us running again." Iwas happy. I don't know that I would've done the same in reverse."Thank you for having us. The house looks great." Thanks. I'm glad the work is done. I never want to smell sheet. There was no way my mother was going to drop me off anywhere dressed like this, so that left my brother, Tomas. If he was still home, I knew where he'd be. Tomas was nineteen, a year older than me and whenever he wasn't out getting into trouble, he could be found in the basement, working on his very impressive muscles. I had to admit, brother or not, I really enjoyed watching him left weights. "Hi, Tommy," I chirped as I carefully navigated the basement steps in my heels. As I expected, Tomas. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever heard them,’ ‘Well, I don’t know what kind of music you like, but I think they’re great.’ ‘I like all kinds, honestly,’ Natalie said, ‘Whatever grabs my attention and feeds the mood of the moment.’ ‘And what exactly is your mood right now?’ Andrew asked. ‘You really wanna know?’ ‘Yeah,’ he boasted, ‘Tell me what kind of mood you’re in, and I’ll find a Channings song you’ll like. Guaranteed.’ ‘In that case,’ Natalie flirted back despite herself, ‘I’m in the mood to get. Oh. Oh God ... I’m cummminnng ... more ... more ... one more spurt ... That was amazing C. I give you an A+ for your first blow job.”“What’s my motivation to do better in the future?”“Don’t worry. I grade on the curve.”As I looked down on her beautiful face I saw her break into the most wonderful smile I have ever seen in my life.“Should we actually wash each other, or is this going to continue on your bed, Rann?”“As much as Big Rann would like to do more, I think we had better wash up. Let me.