Then she suddenly turned towards me and pushed me. I saw her face. It was your mom.Let me describe how she looked. Your mom is a bitch. Her cleavage w...as clearly visible, and her boobs were big. She was wearing a net saree and sleeveless blouse. Her waist was clearly visible. She was alone. Her dark pink juicy lips were awesome. She was fit and slim.Me:- Sorry.Your mom:- It’s okay.Me:- Are you alone?Your mom:- Yes, why? (angrily)Me:- Simply.Then we were standing there. She was short and trying. Carefully, I made my way out the farentrance of the Barn, towards the shaded animal pens.Almost a dozen caged dogs immediately set up a din of noisy barking,freezing me in my tracks. DAMN, I thought, if there's anyone here,they're bound to come out and see me now!But minutes ticked by in an agony of suspense and no one showed. Theymust be gone, I decided.And that made: it perfect! Quickly, I headed for the kennels.They were well-appointed. Any pens that- weren't shaded by trees hadroofs like. I waited ten minutes with the pain grown with every tick of the clock. The transporter or med tech, whatever they called her, came out and walked back with me. My guess was that she wasn't just being nice, she was there to make sure I didn't fall, then bring suit against the clinic.I was getting testy as the drugs wore off and the pain mounted. I was outside the doctors examining room, when another transporter came with a wheel chair. I didn't object that time. She took me to a different office. She had fallen asleep in her chair after last night's break up with Mark. With a deep sigh, she opened her eyes and looked at the clock.Jesus! It was nearly 12:00. With some effort she made the move to get out of the chair, picked up her wine glass from last night and tried to remember if she had more than three. The glass was half full, and she didn't have a headache, so she had only had enough to chase the blues away. Kelly grabbed an over sized t-shirt from the bedroom, slipped it on and.