When she found a job as a secretary in a law firm in town she became more distant from me. Oh sure there was now a monthly budget that we could work w...ith toward food and clothing. But she just did not seek me out for talks or just the emotional support we had both craved up to that point in our lives.She changed physically after the new job as well - her long hair was cut short and highlight it with blond streaks. She started to go to a tanning salon twice a week. The gym, three times a week.. As he slid into the dark haired beauty, the guy said to his friend,“Dirty little cow is all open and ready for some cock, she must be a right little slapper. Lucky us eh?”The response was simply, “Erg” as his friend took a two handed grip of Tina's head, and thrust savagely into her throat, little thought given to her comfort and safety, just the way she liked it.Ken had to release his cock, and stroke it slowly, softly, and with only a quick glance at the other screens, watch the action on the. I did a quick check for wasabi and then a small taste test to see if I needed to add wasabi, dip it in soy sauce, or both. It was one of the things a sushi chef a hibachi place showed me when I first tried sushi. Like a machine, I was working my way through the first sushi boat when he brought in another. This boat had rows of octopus, albacore tuna, halibut, sea bass, and shrimp.Better be sure I eat all I can before someone decides I have to leave right then for my testing. I never had sushi. Or maybe the front room -- Vanessa had her working the house now.I took both my son’s hands in mine across our kitchen table. Smiled warmly at him. “Walk, baby boy, this is so ... not unnatural. Shit, that’s a fucked up sentence. A lot of boys fantasize about their moms.” I grinned, “And look at me, honey, I’m fucking hot.”Walk grinned back. Nodded.He’d better fucking agree.I said, “If you know one thing, it’s that you’re loved. By Vanessa and Mindy, of course. But no one loves you like I do.”.