I would have forgotten my mom before I forgot her, that’s for sure. Long and trim, every inch a women from her black Ropers to her white Stetson. Th...ose Levi’s were painted on and the white silky, long sleeved blouse covered everything but still let you know there was something good hidden there. Her eyes traveled the room and rested on me as I stood there staring. She held my gaze for a second and then her eyes moved on. The girl seated next to me, tapped me on the shoulder and asked for a. "Don't get yourselfin a lather. We've been authorized to hand over any payload, if ahighwayman asks fer it politely. The box is in the boot. Don't shootme if I go back and get it out fer ye." You do that," the bandit with the grumbling tone responded."Wait a minute," said a woman through the coach window. "You soundjust like Thorn Caldwell. You even got his hair. That's your farm acouple miles down the hill, boy. What would your aunt think?"The stickup man glared at her old face, his. Some were bent over getting boned from behind.M wanted to do both. And, she did.Before starting these latest chapters, I did not go back and re-read my first description of M as I started typing. I did look at the photos I had posted. As I reviewed my posted photos- and some I had not posted, I remembered just how sexual she was. Look at her photos in the group labeled Mmmm. M's nipples were hard naturally and got harder when she was turned on or there was a chill in the air. She loved. The very sight of the car made my blood boil. “Aaron!”Rage took control over me. ‘For one day! Can’t she stay away from the bastard?’I was about to return when I stopped. I saw this as an opportunity to put a nail to the coffin and end whatever relationship I had with carol. I got out and slammed the car door. Upon entering the building, I climbed the stairs and stood in front of her door. Just as I lifted my hand to knock I hear voices.“I said I don’t want you in my life. Get out!” It was.