All the annoying bits were stripped off, and Tyrone couldn''t wait to get back into the action.


    Quintessa closed her eyes, thinking: well, if there''s no avoiding it-this day was bound toe, what''s


    the point of being so prudish? Just let it happen.


    After all, who hasn''t seen each other before? Three years ago, they were already intimate.


    But as Quintessa had resigned herself to the moment, a sudden knock at the door echoed through the


    room.


    Cecilia''s voice came from outside: "Honey, Ty, can you open the door? I made your favorite dish today.


    And I''ve warmed it up for you. How abouting out and have some?" Everything was set, but this


    sudden interruption caught Tyrone off guard.


    His expression at that moment was so remarkable that Quintessa couldn''t find the right adjective.


    Tyrone''s face darkened terribly-he was all ready to go, and now his own mother showed up!


    Is she on a mission to embarrass her son?


    Hearing Cecilia''s voice, Quintessa''s eyes lit up, and she immediately saw her chance, blurting out, "Oh,


    here''s the opportunity. Let your mom see how shameless his own son is."


    Tyrone, with a darkened face, pushed her back, "I told you, if I don''t have you tonight, I swear I''ll take


    yourst name. Now, stay put."


    Quintessa chuckled, "But what about your mom?"


    Tyrone shouted back at the door, "Mom, I''m busy now."


    Cecilia persisted, "Son, you''ve been out busy all day. I made this dish especially for you. The least you


    could do ise out and eat. You haven''t had a meal I''ve cooked in days, and you''re losing weight. It


    breaks mom''s heart to see you like this."


    Quintessa couldn''t help butugh, teasingly touching Tyrone''s cheek and mimicking Cecilia, "Dear, eat


    up. You''re losing weight, it breaks mom''s heart to see you like this."


    Cecilia was determined to find out


    which woman was in there with her son. If wasn''t that little vixen,at might be okay, but if it was, she


    couldn''t let them continue. S


    "Son, the older you get, the less you listen to your mom. It''s breaking my heart."


    She even feigned a couple of sobs.


    Quintessa shook her head, "Tsk tsk


    Listen to how much your mom


    you. And look at you, so ungrats You''re breaking your moms heart."


    Tyrone felt like he was being ganged up on by these two women. Was this some kind of conspiracy?


    Cecilia''s interruption cooled Tyrone''s ardor considerably.


    Grinding his teeth, he got up, "Just you wait. After I feast thiste-night meal, you''re next."


    Quintessa sent him a flirty wink, "I''ll be waiting, darling." Waiting to let you take myst name.


    Tyrone, grumbling, went to open the door, "Mom, cut the act. Watching a few soap operas doesn''t


    make you an actress."


    Cecilia, a bit embarrassed, put her hands down, "Well, I might not have been crying, but I meant every


    word."


    She craned her neck to peek inside.


    Tyrone blocked her view, "Mom, what are you trying to see?"


    Quintessa suddenly popped her head out from behind Tyrone, "Of course, she''s here to see me this


    little vixen!"


    "Hi there, Auntie. Haven''t seen you in a few days. You''re looking prettier than ever."


    Cecilia touched her face and cleared


    her throat, "Don''t try to sweet-talk


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