"Well," I added, "That’s quite a story. I have three kids, Amanda, Wendi and Kyle, they go to the same school as your son does. I am married to a gr...eat guy, Ken. We have businesses out of town and travel a lot, especially on the weekends. We don’t swing, but I do live the lifestyle of a HOTWIFE, are you familiar with it?" I asked. "You bet," Debbi replied. "Did you say that your kids are Amanda, Wendi and Kyle?" she asked with an inquisitive look. "Yes, why?" I replied. "Oh, no reason, just. We have been on our own for years now, without dad. Can I look after you mum, you know really look after you?" Bobby waited for his mother's answer.Ruth now had a very good idea what her son meant and her first reaction was 'stunned', but this was quickly replaced by a strange feeling she couldn't identify and that bothered her a little."I just want to think about this for a moment," Ruth said and walked into her bedroom.She sat at her dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. 'My own. Barf was high on my list of things I would never do, no matter how much money they offered me. I have to say, that my standards weren't very high, but at least I had some. I got fucked so many times, in so many different ways, that I lost my sense of balance. One guy with a small dick but a great sense of timing and better yet, an awareness of me, did me for a long time. I had an orgasm while he was still in me pumping away. I told myself I wasn't going to do that tonight. I had so many. By then it was just a matter of walking around the place while Wake commented on camera angles and shooting locations. Some of that would depend on the weather when Scott showed up. If the weather was good, we’d do some of the interview out on the deck with Lake Matucket in the background. The rest would be a walk around the front yard, showing where the firefight had taken place and the ditch I had stayed in.As luck would have it, the weather was perfect through the end of the week. Scott.