These are my memories with you. Don’t worry, I will keep them safe. No one will see them.Me: I guess it’s enough for the day. You already finished... half of the bottle.Nancy: Honey, don’t stop me. I just want to enjoy this moment. Let me enjoy it.She started having more vodka. She stood up, pulled her chair beside me, and placed her hand on my shoulder.Nancy: Honey, do you know that your mom will do anything to protect you? You are my only kid.Me: I know, mom. I never saw you this much drunk. Is. " Stop fucking around. Tell me, NOW!" Becky started licking me even harder. She was really getting off on this.But then, so was I."I let two guys follow me home. When we got here, I saw that most of the lights were on and I told them that we couldn't do it here because you were still up. They pulled me into their car. I went willingly. They took me at the same time, then switched off and did it again."That really turned me on. I think mostly because it was my whore of a Mom."What did they use,. Robert didn't cry, which was surprising, he just clung to us as if his life depended on it.There was no time for the cafeteria so we had gotten lots of food brought over ahead of time and Tom and I fed the children. They seemed to enjoy the games we made with the food till it was time for Boko to awake.Boko held me close and snuggled like I hoped my previous wife had been able to do when we were married. He came over, sat with the children, and ate his fill.The cubs were next and groggily came. Don cocked his head slightly still awaiting the answer to his question. Anne looked up the stairs and watched Grace disappear down the hall before answering. ‘I’m sorry Mister Duncan, I just . . . well it’s just that . . . ah. ‘ ‘Miss Summers, if you have something to say, please say it!’ Don said, exasperated at her apparent fear of him. ‘Fine . . . a green striped shirt does not go with purple and blue checked pants.’ Anne said solemnly, wondering how he was going to react to her criticism..