Chapter 1

Amanda Carpenter was in the kitchen when her son, David, arrived home from school. She smiled as he walked into the room and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. Then he kissed her on the neck and she could feel a little chill run down her spine. She giggled and said, "You know that gives me goose bumps," she said with a smile.

"Yes and they are lovely goose bumps too," David joked as he rubbed his hands up and down her bare arms, feeling the bumps on her skin.

They shared that joke almost everyday. But Amanda loved the affection her son showed her. Affection was something she sorely needed lately, having separated from her second husband several months earlier. The divorce had been difficult for her because she was an affectionate person and needed the closeness of a man. In fact, sometimes she thought she might be a nymphomaniac. Before she threw out her second husband, Roland, they had sex almost everyday, but now she had to use her battery operated vibrator ... not a good substitution for the real thing.

"What's for dinner?" David asked.

"I have a roast in the oven, so go wash up. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes."

"Great," David said as he kissed his mother's neck again and then hurried away before she could swat him.

Amanda sighed as she watched her son leave the kitchen. He was such a good boy and never caused her any trouble, even when all his friends were drinking and staying out late, he would be home on time. He was very attentive to her, especially now that she was separated.

David had warned her about Roland. He said he was a gold digger and only wanted her money. Unfortunately, she refused to believe that. Roland had told her that he had his own money and in fact, seemed to be rather wealthy. He knew all the right people, including the Mayor, and drove a very expensive Mercedes Benz's. But now she knew that that was all a cover. She knew the truth; he was but a scam artist that preyed on lonely women.

She chastised herself over and over for letting her sexual drive overcome her common sense. Roland was certainly good in bed, but then, being a gigolo, he had to be. It was quite a shock when she found out, from a number of friends, that Roland had been seen with several women. When she confronted him, he denied it, but one of her friends had provided photos, for which he had no explanation. She had forced him to move out of her house that day.

"Earth to Mom," David said as he sat down at the kitchen table.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" she asked.