At 11:10 I heard a knock at the front of the apartment. I swallowed the the last of my fourth glass of wine and opened the door. Jen was there with a ...devilish grin and her large purse. "Please come in" I said.Jen is 45 years old, ten years my senior. She has pale skin, reddish, brown hair about down to her mid back. She is only 5'3 and about 185 lbs. Which means had quite a bit of curve and meat on her bones. Her breasts are 36 D or so I would guess and despite her small height every pound of. Marvel ... No, let me say this to Cindy. I think you are fantastic. I want to do what I can to help you. I love your music and I love playing with you. But I’m not going to sacrifice my love on the altar of your success.”Cindy was crying and jumped up to run. I thought she was headed down the hall but she came around the table and slammed into me, hugging me so hard I thought my ribs would crack.“I hope one day you’ll love me like you love them,” she whispered. I know Rachel and Beca were close. These young men had money and bed skills, both of which she liked to get from them. Tutoring and any other help got paid with bouncing in bed. It was so “hard” to make choices for a spring break trip that she decided to choose three of her best studs to go as a group. When they wore out she found a huge-dicked dude on the nude beach who liked how easily he could slip his super-salami into her wet receiver.“Oh I love fucking!” said the college senior to another graduate who was making signs of. She put away her suitcases -noting that every single surface had been expertly dusted, sheets andblanket washed, bed made perfectly - changed clothes and took a bath(the toilet was spotless), and went back downstairs to the kitchen.Every surface washed, spic and span. "What on Earth happened?" sheasked aloud to no one, in total confusion. She fished a couple of cansof Spam out of the cupboard - she cooked it with canned vegetables in away that her children found somewhat palatable - and called.