Having a keen interest in philosophy and the deep and meaningful she pondered this question whilst looking out into the night. It was a question that ...had crossed her mind once or twice and always she came up with the same answer. She did not. She knew only somewhere out there was the answer, and somewhere out there was the means to find it. She had a lot of ambitions and so very many things she would like to give to the world if only she had the means. Which is why she began to write music. It. She knew there was something there and she went to work to dig it out. She finally managed to get the whole story out of me and then she surprised me."Okay, I will if you will." Will what?" Make love to another man." You have to be kidding?" Nope."Needless to say that put a quick end to that discussion.But Jen wouldn't let it go. For the next two years I could count on her bringing it up at least once a month."When are we going to do it honey?" Do what?" Have our double date."Or she would say. "Jesus Christ! What have you done to yourself!" She barged past and looked around the flat, her eyes alighting on the vodka bottle she picked it up and looked at Jane with a sigh. Before Jane or Marie could say anything, Jane's stomach erupted, and she fled to the dingy bathroom, her hand over her mouth. For the next few minutes she thought her stomach was going to be ejected through her mouth, as what little she had eaten yesterday came up with a vengeance. As the spasms subsided, she sat on. Not that I want to steal him from Celica, but for him to know even with them together, we couldn't be closer. The sex definitely proved that, and more. I'm only out to make sure the words get tattooed in his brain.'We maintained eye contact stayed constant for over five minutes as my lips and eyes did all the work. My lips rubbed ever so slowly on his rod, as my eyes just fucked his soul so to speak. The intimacy was flawless, and our mother/son relationship soared even more.'I've never felt.