" Yeah, and Garp decided to buy the house because it had been pre-disastered. We're kind of like that." Pre-disastered?" Exactly. Look at all the stuf...f that's happened to us. If we can survive this, we can survive anything." Don't tempt fate," she warned, holding her fingers out in front of her to form a cross."I'm not. I just figure we're pre-disastered. We've had our problems, and now we can go the distance." You make me feel like I'm seventy years old, in my rocking chair on the porch.". He always called her Babe.He got up and went through the door and into the hall and a minute later came back holding up a tired looking sprig of mistletoe. He held it up high as if inspecting it for blemishes, while saying, “I knew you were coming, Becky, so I saved this just for you.” Then looking over at me, “You don’t mind, do you, mate? Christmas and all that. Goodwill towards all men -- and women too, of course.”Becky looked at me, her eyes saying please don’t get all possessive on me. "Um... I thought you'd be upset." Why?" Same reason as you. Because we'd always joked about the whole thing." Do I know this person?" I asked."Um... I'm not sure," Natalie answered. "Maybe? I'm not sure which of my friends you would have seen when you were home from college. Do you know Chris?" I think so, the name sounds familiar, but I don't know," I shrugged. "But I think it's cool when friends decide they love each other." I'm sure you'd remember," she said. "Tall, brown hair, really. "Son please stop you can not be doing this in front of your mother" Again I was about to speak but this time I though don't say a word just keep stroking it and that is what I did. I continued stroking my hard dick with one hand and then I grabbed my moms panties and pulled them to my nose and took a big whiff. "Son stop that you should not be sniffing my panties" "Please stop" There was not wind in her words they came out with no true meaning and I continued stroking and sniffing away. I felt.