Bell was about fifty, with a fringe of gray at the temples and perfect posture. He dressed the part of a southern lawyer and carried himself with the ...ignity of a southern gentleman.We drove in silence to Mama's Diner. Seriously - Mama's. I remember David Brenner joking that you should never eat at a place named Mama's and never take a waiters suggestion after ten p.m. That joke was on my mind as we walked in and seated ourselves.The place was well worn. There were old photos and even older. Howstrange, I don't drink. I roll to the right, my chest ishooked in the sheets, strange, I can swear I have tits, bigtits. I put my hand in my chest, tits! I have tits, big tits. It's a dream; those hookers must left me horny. Iroll to the left, fucking big tits!! They bother me a lot,thank God it's a dream, close my eyes...No I'm not sleeping, fuck! I really have tits!I stand, I almost fall, the bed is taller, I'm searchingfor the interrupter to light the room, I can't find it. Idespair, I. I noticed a smile and nod of approval as he walked by. I didn’t know if I felt more embarrassed or overwhelmed with excitement. The machine was in the spin between the wash and rinse cycle. You grabbed my head and pulled it between your thighs. OMFG you were so wet and warm. The machine was filling for the rinse cycle. Damn I think you were more wet than the inside of the machine. I licked your clit and sucked, gently biting the folds of your beautiful wet pussy. I licked your clit. She seemed relaxed for the first time since arriving. I was happy for her.She spent all the next week with the kids. She even put on an apron and helped in the kitchen. I snapped a picture on my cell phone of her working in the kitchen. I sent the picture to her father. I know he wouldn't believe it.Two days later, I got punched in the arm by Angela. "You sent that kitchen picture to my father! I'll never live it down. He'll tease me about it forever," she complained.I rubbed my arm and.