Porn Forum: HAPPY HOUR GIRLS walked into the club. I wondered if he thought it embarrassing to be out at a place like this with a woman old enough to be his mother. We were given a half-moon booth, so we sat next to each other. We both ordered. I got a shot of vodka with a beer and he chose a whisky sour.
"So Tom, I hope you don't mind me dragging you here," I said as I tried to avoid those eyes.
"Why would I?" he asked as if he truly couldn't fathom any reason I was implying.
"Tom, honey, I'm old enough to be your mother," I said. He looked at me and a little smile played the corner of his lips. It was the kind of smile that usually appeared when someone was thinking naughty little thoughts in their head but not speaking of them.
