"Bad news, I'm afraid, Beall. Got you here falsely, I fear." How's that, sir?" Beall took his usual chair near the former judge and the small fire."My... son has left, perhaps permanently. He has decided to go west, to the Ohio Country he said, and start a new life. Oh, he knows the border is closed and that the Quebec Act is in force, but he claims it is a huge and rich area. He was out there during the Revolution. I just found that out yesterday." Brookes shook his shaggy head and his old wig. Finally turning my head back to you, we lock eyes and you squeeze hard before taking my left foot in your hand as you kiss every inch of the way up to my inner thigh making your way to my sweet wet center. I lean back into him, his arms wrapped around me rubbing and clutching at my chest while you devour me. You swirl around and gnaw on my supple smooth opening as it fills with creamy wetness. My hands running through your hair grasping hard as you hit just the right spot and my whole body. Then the bartender came over to our table with an irritated look on his face.“I don’t know what you think you’re doing,” he said harshly, “But if you do that again you’re out of here!”My new friend smiled primly and leaned forward to whisper to him.“I’m sorry,” she said with her smile still firmly in place, “I can make it up to you and your friends if you want.”“What?” he said with wide eyes.“Do you have a back room?” she asked innocently, “I could smooth things over for you and all your. ‘I’m gonna have a long talk to that boy, straighten him up, I promise.’ She finally found her voice. ‘YOU WILL NOT! He didn’t say anything mean. He did something I thought no one would ever do. He called me MOM. He thinks of me as a mother. His mother. I never thought it would happen to me. I’m so happy I can’t stop crying.’ My father grinned, his life was just about perfect now. He looked at Dottie with pure love. ‘Dottie, when you calm down, you better talk to your son. He thinks you’re upset.