She won’t take it. I love my mother but she is too complicate, as complicate as saying that: Whatever information my mother doesn’t get, it’s be...cause it doesn’t exist. She is so much into the mother hen watching over her fledglings with 2 daughters, 2 sons and 4 grandkids yet she is like that with all of us which sometimes is asphyxiating and even scary. Although my family lives in Italy, MAMA (as we call her) knows whatever arises around me, it’s like she’s got a spy near me 24/7. That must be. I do not think I have ever seen her in anything but a low cut top. She happened to be a bridesmaid. She was wearing a tight pink strapless gown which gave everyone a great view of her breasts, even her nipples when she bent down. After dinner and a few drinks, she was flirting with just about every man that talked to her, but I was able to hold her attention and get her pussy juices flowing. We snuck off. The quickest place we could duck into was a bathroom on the far end of the reception. " "What! Do you wear panties or something?" She quizzed. I chuckled, "No." What? You like it rough?" If the situation calls for it. Yes. Sometimes it's up to you but most of the time its up to me."She looked at me in silence for at least half a minute."Maybe we should take a rain check and chat another time." No. I'm alright. So what exactly do you want to do,"she said stuttering.I walked her into the second bedroom. On the wall near the bed was a chalk board. I wrote on the chalkboard the. The ambulance men cleared out your pockets and gave everything to me in a plastic bag. I forgot you’re supposed to turn these mobile phones off while in hospital, so I answered quickly to stop it ringing and drawing attention to myself.”She turned to face Walker with a smile, “For weeks Bill has been telling me that ‘Walker can do this’ and ‘if Walker was about, he could have helped me do that’, so when Julie started panicking about what she was going to tell Silvers about how long Bill’d be.