I saw the young guy laughing at me as he mock-spunked my Mom's underwear. I saw him as he'd chatted her up before, in the hotel bar. I got images of h...m naked with her, in her room. His dusky young body between her legs, his cheeky face grinning as he rolled her about, balling her like a horny bastard. "Bob! Yourrr Motherrr!" he mocked. Then I saw Mom kneeling before him, rolling her tongue lasciviously around his cock head. She ran a feather up and down his long brown shaft and tickled his. " I began to state my position, "Is this questioning of my actions because the aforementioned damsel would never do anything as unselfish as to help another without expecting compensation? Or is there another reason that the damsel is so mistrustful?" Leaving her with that thought, I spurred Juniper forward and ordered Chandra back to watch her.I rode ahead of them. Honestly I wasn't sure that I wanted to talk to either of them right then. I ended up riding alone with them behind me the rest of. After starting the charcoal, I made a couple of salads and added my special Caesar dressing.Shirley came back, but not alone, she brought Caroline. Shirley asked, "Do you have enough of that steak for three of us?"I said, "There's plenty for three. Hi Caroline, glad you came over."Caroline said, "When are you going to give me a ride on your motorcycle. I love to ride. Shirley knows that and should have told you. I saw you riding Prissy out of here earlier. That was something."Another salad had. That was just Nature's mistake though my lovers were quite taken by it. I dreamed of quitting work as a waitress by winning a beauty pageant for girls like me or, best of all, becoming a showgirl. Then I'd have independence and fame, and best of all, adoring boyfriends. I dared to dream that one beautiful day one of them would fall in love with me, and take me away with him to a carefree life. ~6~The girl across the table from me is stunning. I can't take my eyes off her. Her large green eyes.
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