“Um...thank you.””No, it’s nice,” she went on, “my husband does it too soft...guess he’s getting older and has spent his life in an offi...ce.” Trying to say something nice, I said, “Well by the looks of this place and the girl he married it has worked out for him.” “That’s sweet of you to say but just because a man can afford something doesn’t mean he knows how to take care of it. Know what I mean?”I think I did know what she meant, but it was feeling a little bit like a trap. I stuttered to find. Carefully treading through the water, gripping the slippery stones with my toes, I make my way towards the shore, submerging once more before stepping out of the water. I am completely unaware of the sway of my large bottom, or the way my nipples have hardened to twin peaks, as the cool air caresses my skin. The sun glints off the drops of water as they roll down my cocoa colored skin. I pad softly on the damp mossy grass leading up to the rocks, making my way to the largest. I place my hand,. ”“Are you asking me to leave?”“I’m only suggesting that you might want to leave before you get hurt. If there is some kind of evil force after you, then it might be wise to hide from it for a while.”John was about to reply when a shot rang out. He looked around and saw a kid lying on the ground in an open area. He dropped his walking stick and charged out to the kid’s location. As he approached, he could tell that the kid was wounded in the leg. More shots rang out and dirt kicked up around. I cleaned up then went back to my room and thought about what just occurred. My mom was even more hot than I originally thought. I wanted her. The next day I looked at her differently throughout the day. And then that night I couldn't take it anymore and I jumped out of my bed and walked into my moms room. My dad was on the couch again because he works on his book that he's writing for hours on end and then basicly passes out after a while from exsaustion. I sat at my sleeping mom's bed and.