At midnight I heard mom crying.. I ran to her room & asked what happened. She did not told anything… I asked her again …She is crying & said I wan...t to pee but I can’t go to toilet….& I don’t know how to ask you this…I understood & said sorry mom & lifted her to toilet …Now I got feared that is how can I lift her nighty & remove her pantyThen I came close to her & went to lift her nighty..She started crying …I asked mom what happened… She told you should not do this for me..U r my son you should. Right up until I knew it was ending.”—Ernest Cline, Ready Player OneLOOK, there was nothing wrong with my life. Except it was coming to an end. I knew it. The doctors knew it. My kids knew it. My wife knew it, but she was preoccupied with the fact of her own demise nearing. I was eighty years old and the only thing I could think of that would be better than my life would be eighty more years of it. Except I’d rather not be old, sick, and crippled.That was the whole problem with living. You. Once I stood, she pushed me backward, into the arms of Blanca and Cristina, who then helped her put me flat on my back on the kitchen floor. It wasn't much longer until I was pinned entirely to the floor and Blanca's ass was in my face. Seeing her squat over me, I couldn't help but do exactly she wanted from me. I started spreading her cheeks and sliding my tongue between them as much and as vigorously as I could.Before long, I was also busy eating Blanca's pussy as well as her ass, devouring. People werestill staring at me from my terse words with May. "I think I did. Itwas May, my ex-wife. She's working here on the ship. Why? Last I heard;she was headed for New York to consummate a big business deal, a mergerof some sort." Well, of all things ---! Listen, Dee. That's all in the past. Forgetabout her!" I wish I could, Jim. It isn't so easy. How can I, after twenty-fivegood years with her? She's also the mother of my children. What mustthey think of her now? She has criminal fraud.