If that is your choice, then I believe the door will be closed. You may agree to hear her. I know she will apologize. She wants you back 'if' you will... have her. That doesn't mean things are just magically fixed but there is then some hope for the future." Mom, let's go into the living room. I need for my mother to hold me." We went in there and sat on the sofa."Charlie, you will never be so old that I can't hold my boy." We held each other and cried some more.Lunchtime was approaching. "You. As far aslooks are concerned beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, you know." I was hoping for someone who was young, healthy and wealthy. I havethe rottenest feeling the witch sent you to me on purpose." No, no one sent me," said Frank. "Just the luck of the draw."Still, Wendy's statement kind of bothered Frank. This was an upscalearea of the city and he usually avoided it like the plague because itwas crawling with cops. Not that he was wanted by the cops at themoment but he didn't want to. As she rode past me, I could see her strong legs around the horse, controlling it and making it do just whatever she wanted. ‘Get to work, Bex’ said Andy, one of the farm hands. ‘Look lively’ he said ‘That’s Sarah, Pete’s wife on that horse. Don’t let her see you slacking’. With that I jumped back to it and got to work, but finding it difficult to take the image of Sarah on the horse out of my mind. About half an hour later, I was working busily in the barn – sorting the hay bales with the help. Other than only being four feet tall, the slime formed a perfect replica. Just looking got my cock hard, and wondering just how much like a real girl the slime was. She stood in a classic pose with a slightly challenging expression. I stepped up and grabbed her boobs, as she turned to face me, legs slightly spread, and her face turned up to mine. I couldn't resist, I leaned down and kissed her. She looked real and felt real. I fumbled my hard cock out of my pants, she dropped to her knees.