This is for you. H.H.Happy birthday,’ I say. She turns around and taking the rose from my hands looks at me. For a second there is silence. Her lip...s quiver and break into a smile. Slowly the smile is replaced by a chuckle, which turns into peals of laughter. ‘This is pathetic,’ she says, ‘even a loser like you should know better.’ Her eyes are no longer soft. They seemed cold, frightening somehow. ‘Who are you anyway, I don’t even know you?’ I try to tell her, tell her of the times we have. We climb the stairs with excitement, anticipation hangs in the air. Making my way across the hallway I never quite realised how long it would take, it seems like a lifetime in your hands. We reach my bedroom, it takes one second for me to register what I am about to give you, but it doesnt stop me, eagerly I place my hand onto the door handle. Your grip becomes tighter, making me aware of how nervous we both are. Twisting the door handle I let you into my world, its everything you expected it. I was wondering whether I should continue with the asshole or not.Mom: Bhosadike, ab ruka kyu? Aaj ye teri maa nahi, teri rand hai. (Fucker, why did you stop? Today, I am not your mom. I am your whore.)I was completely shocked to hear such language from my mom’s mouth. But I continued to finger fuck her asshole. She kept hurling abuses like madarchod, bhenchod, bastard etc. Then while I was busy with her ass, she started to rub her pussy and moan loudly.I realised that mom was completely. That's an outstanding school." Are you familiar with it?" Yes, I attended Bryn Mawr and used to date boys from Penn all the time." It was one of those boys that was the cause of Judy being in her present line of work."That's where my mom went that's in Lower Marion, right?" Yes, about ten miles outside Philadelphia. It's a small world Jamie." My mom is Lilly Lauderdale and she's some kind mover and shaker of the Alumnae you may have met her." I don't think so Jamie I don't get back very often.".