She turned back toward me and our eyes met briefly. Mom xxx “But I would expect you to take care of my needs.”
“Nothing too kinky?” I probed. I managed to get a job managing, well assistant managing anyway, another restaurant in town, found an apartment, and tried to get on with my life while Kenny and Dana ran “their” restaurant into the ground. She drove us to one of the better parts of town, not ritzy, but nice “executive” homes, two stories, triple garages, nice lawns, that kind of thing. Working afternoons and evenings six days a weak left little time for a social life and I was reduced to making love to my right hand on a regular basis for some relief.
