Not Lake Concordia ... no, all the way up in the mountains, where the water was clean, clear and cold and where they’d know no one unless they desir...ed it.A small but remarkably blue lake appeared in their windshield as a the day neared sunset, so the Arnovsky camper pulled into a designated parking place in time to break out some steaks for dinner. As he fired up his grill, his women came out one at a time to his approving gaze.His fabulous wife, Joanie, whose boobs now needed their own zip. Collecting their many suitcases, the nine of them entered the cramped customs area.A young customs official watched the large entourage in disbelief, “Ma’am,” he said, “do all these children and this luggage belong to you?”“Yes, sir,” the lady said with a sigh, “they’re all mine.”The customs agent began his interrogation “Ma’am, do you have any weapons, contraband or drugs in your possession?”“Sir,” she calmly answered, “if I’d had any of those items, I would have used them by now.”My wife. “No, can I ask where I am? And who you girls are?” the girl asked.“I’m Alene and this is Nadia,” Alene presented herself, “we own this house.”“Alene Raven?” the girl wondered. Alene nodded yes.“You have a huge cock! and you,” she pointed at Nadia, “are Nadia Everlin.”“How do you know that?” Alene and Nadia said with shock on their face.The girl’s face filled with terror again, “Jennifer black told me about you.”“Jen?” Alene asked with dread as she handed her the cup, “how do you know her?”The. While that was going on, Mom took me to her bedroom and had me give her a massage. She put on shorts and a t-shirt. I had given her massages before. I wasn't quite ready for what I found. She had lost a lot of weight. Mom told me not to do it too hard because she would bruise. I took my time and was gentle as I could be. She had a lot of tension built up. A couple of spots were painful and I cringed when she would cry out. But she told me that it felt a lot better when I was done. I finally had.