Duvalier (she never did refer to her deceased husband by his Christian name) had no children. His only living relative had died in an automobile accid...ent in 1959, and Nettie had no living relatives. So, Jack became her ‘son,’ and had to pay ten dollars a week for that privilege. X.X.X Jack couldn’t help but chuckle when he got hired by St. Elizabeth courthouse as a maintenance man. It was a good job, and it paid the handsome salary of twenty three dollars a week. Of course, they didn’t know him. I'm talking full on starry-eyed wonder here. The tree, decorations, festive recipes, cards, presents. And the lights. The endless fairy lights. I couldn’t help myself. They were so happy and colourful. Neither of us was working on Christmas Eve so we had a pretty lazy day, listening to Christmas tunes and making gingerbread cookies to take to my parent's house the following day, whilst teasing each other at every available opportunity. It was a game we liked to play sometimes. Set a time for. Now come on,lets see how this sits once you're actually wearing it."Giving the lacy pink confection of a bra his mom was holding out tohim a trapped look, Lou gave in with a sigh and decided to get themess over with as quickly as he could.It was terribly embarrassing. His mom instructed him on how to putthe thing on, adjust the fit to be comfortable, then watched himstruggle with the unfamiliar garment until he got it on to hersatisfaction.Standing in front of his own mother, in only panties. She took my hand and led me to her room. Frilly pink curtains and a matching bedspread on her queen sized bed with a large dark wood headboard. She quickly stripped off the rest of her clothes and I did mine. We stood in front of each other nude. What a sight she was. Her body was slender and well curved except for those huge wonderful tits. She put her hands around my head and pulled my face to her watermelons. I kissed each one and sucked her nipples. Her huge tits made her nipples.