She decided the housekeeping could wait and went to look for her boys. She found them in the nick of time as they were about to spray paint graffiti o...n the back of the neighbor's house. A lesser woman would swallow a gunshot, she thought as she herded them into their tiny, rundown home. It was inconceivable that one eight-year-old and one five-year-old could get into so much trouble. She sent the boys to their room and dialed the number of their babysitter. Maryanne breathed a sigh of relief. Unable to afford a hotel room in any of the 6 hotels hosting the convention in the 2 square blocks of downtown Atlanta taken over by 50,000 nerds every year. They had to resort to getting a cheap motel room within walking distance of a Marta station, and a weekend subway pass. The major advantage being avoiding the several hundred dollar a night inflated cost for a room. The major disadvantage was the hour round trip to change costumes or freshen up. Grace and her friend Becky had become. I became afraid, she was going to hit me with her stick and I started tostep backward."Fool! She is getting back through you! Destroy the stones while there'sstill time!" She cried again with her crusty voice. I ran back and slamthe door shut behind me."She was just a crazy old woman," I told myself, "there is nothing toworry about." I walked to the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee."Morning Denis, how are you?" Irina asked me."I'm ok," I answered turning to her.Irina looked strange at me.. Walker nude, tonight I’m wearing one of my ex’s long dress shirts.In bed, Walker sighs softly, a little boy sigh of contentment. So happy to spoon back into me. I kiss the back of his neck like I used to do all the time. I’m circling his little nipples with a middle finger fingernail. I wonder to myself, ‘Is a friendly, goodnight blowjob really that much different from a friendly, goodnight hand job?’Answer: yes.I trail my right hand down over his smooth, flat tummy to the Promised Land. Walk.