We were leaving on Saturday and it finally got really nice on Friday. Our house was right on the beach so I took my 2 and 4 yr old boys down to the be...ach and my husband and stepson went to play golf. I was laying there awhile watching the kids play in the tidal pools and having a glass (or two) of wine. I felt like the sun was really coming out and I was stuck wearing a one piece I really disliked because the trip came up so fast and I didnt have time to get a new suit. The beach was absolutely. And she was giving a lady like giggle because my beard was tickling her thighs on the inside. And the cop was lying and I ask you, who would you rather believe, some lying cop or me who has been a real good customer of yours and all? Me too, I wouldn't never believe a lying cop neither.So anyway, to make things worse, this cop is the brother of the lady cop who accidentally blew me last month in another bad case of mistaken identity that is already in your court, if you remember. What he done. I'd seen enough bare arses and undies on the mothersof my babies to not want my intimate apparel exposed.Besides they were a brand new matching set of Simone Perele 'Andora' braand brief that Lucinda had made me buy and wear hours earlier. Just incase the good Mr Wall was ever so obliging, after the footy. So that Iat least looked my seductive best; even if truthfully I was a nervouslittle virgin. I'm mortified again at the thought of the nurses orwhoever undressed me whilst I was unconscious. A quest to find myself. And, my darling young man, you’re the one who helped me figure that out.’ ‘Ah…OK,’ the young man said. ‘Now what?’ She shrugged. ‘I probably ought to see a therapist,’ she said. ‘I doubt that knowing why I’m doing what I’ve been doing will make me stop. But therapy might help me do that.’ ‘What…what about me?’ Ben asked. She looked at him fondly. ‘I’m afraid what we’ve had will really have to end,’ she said softly. ‘I…I don’t see any other way. If I’m going to put my.