"Ma, I thought that-- I'm sorry, Ma. I didn't know you were a dancer." He looked at his mother laying face down on the bed, sobbing softly. She lifted...her head to face him. Her mascara was running and lipstick was smeared. Her thicket of hair was a flaming mess. She had come home wearing her tight jeans and his oversized T-shirt."Let's not argue anymore." She said softly. "You don't like what I do. But how could you think was a whore?" I don't, Ma. I was stupid. I saw your clothes and I. Somewhere Connie knew she should stop, but she didn’t want to. Simon was making her feel too good. One arm was holding her close as his mouth covered hers, the other was free and stroking her skin, moving a little higher each time until he reached her breast. She couldn’t help but freeze for just a moment, and so did he. She didn’t stop him and so he continued, brushing his thumb over her nipple. Dimly, she realized how much her body was responding to his touches, and how she wanted him to feel. More

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