The car was packed. No seats."Well," Martha said, hanging onto a center post, "we tried." It's the five o'clock rush. What do you expect?" I guess so...." Where are we going?" Greenwich Village. MacDougal Street. What's wrong with your chin?" "Razor cut." It's bleeding a little." She started searching through her purse. I quickly reached into my pocket for a tissue and I dabbed it at my chin, and Martha saw me and said, "Here, gimme that." I can do it." Gimme. You can't see what you're doing." She. Rose turned to her son with a look of bitter distaste on her face and breathed, "Michael ... what's going on here?" Excuse me ma'am, but it's not her fault." Said Beth stepping forward and speaking of Mike referring to him as 'her'. "It's my fault. I don't know how much my Mother told you but it's clear she told you some of what's been going on." She turned to Mike and said. "I read your diary Mom." "My what?" Mike asked."The diary you wrote when you got stuck. The one you gave to Dad." "Oh my. My boobs are "c" cups and I weighed only 105lbs. I am five foot tall and blond blond hair and I shave my pussy. The other woman was named Jill, 5 foot 2 inches tall, blondish brown hair, about 110lbs and nice "d" cup tities. The second day there our husbands went to play golf and Jill and I packed a pick nick lunch and rented some jet skis and went to a island we thought would be deserted. We ate lunch and drank two bottles of wine. We were pretty buzzed from the wine and decided to lay out. He sucked my balls fora while, and then he took my girlcock into his mouth.I love being blown standing up so that I can feel theheight of my heels while I come. Dawn was anenthusiastic cocksucker. He fingered my ass when Icame. It was fantastic. If I could transplant hisbrain into my ex-wife's body, I would really havesomething worth cloning. Of course, disposing of herbrain would be problematic. The environmental impactstatement would be as thick as a phone book.After we were done, he led me.