This choice: her mom comes back home... • Go Back... "How long till she gets back?" you ask. You take a step away from Lucy, being so close you felt how warm she was.
The pretty girl smils showing lots of teeth. "Oh, um I don't realy know..."
"I'll just come back," you turn to leave -" Lucy grabs your arm.
"No," She shakes her head, "I'm sure she will be back soon, realy,"
You feel her warm hand on your arm. "Uh," you think. Then you realize your shoes are feeling lose. "Sure," you say. You lightly shake Lucy's hand off and come back inside. Without waiting or letting Lucy guide you, you go and sit on the coutch in the living room.
"Great!" Lucy smiles even bigger and comes to sit next to you but at that moment the door opens. You look hoping to see Sam but no such luck. Jennifer, your girlfriend's mother. http://www.flickr.com/photos/27134747@N0...
The older woman comes in, closes the door behind her, "Lucy - Oh," she sees her daughter. She is in a long dark coat and high hells. Her eyes are covers by large dark sunglasses. She kind of looks like a movie star. A bunch of bags drop next to the door. "Hey, Baby," she says. Then she notices you, "Oh, Jack, didn't see you there."
"Hi, Mrs. Mac," you say. You don't want to get off the couch just yet. The unprovoked image off what the MILF must look naked flashes through you brain. "Uh, just waiting for Sam, but -"
"Samantha," Your girlfriend's mom repeates the name. "Oh, she called me, she's stuck in traffic, I almost got caught myself." She picks up her bags, she must have been shopping or something. "Lucy help me take these upstairs."
Good they were leaving, you should just go, yeah that seems like a good idea. Lucy goes over and helps her mom. Once they both leave you are about to get up, "Wow," you catch your pants before they slide down. Damn. You sintch your belt tighter. "Oh, Jack,"
You look up. Jennifer pocked her head back in. It's alful out there, no point going home just now, Why don't you join me and Lucy for a move or something?" She smiles being the polite hostess. No reason why she shouldn't, you have always gone out of your way to be respectful and polite. You treat Sam good and have been all around a good guy, in short she likes you.
"Um," you try to think but in the end just smile and say "thanks, Mrs Mac,"
"Please," she waves off, "Call me Jennifer," then she disapears again.
You hear foot steps going up the stairs and doors shutting. Falling back on the coutch you put your face in your hands. "Oh boy..."
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A little while later, you are sitting on the coutch and hear someone coming. Atleast you are back to normal size, you suck in some air...here we go.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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