My mother seems amused at my awkwardness. Butsomething's definitely wrong because I can't stop my hands from shaking...I can't get the buckle closed. ...ith a loud huff she walks over and bucklesmy shoe. Then she takes the other shoe and has me step into it. Carefullyshe wraps the long strap around the back of my ankle and then closes thelittle buckle. "Walk for me!" she commands. I walk in a tiny circle aroundthe room trying not to trip. "You're definitely going to need some practicewalking in. “If guys think I suck dick better than you, are you going to be a competitive little cunt about it?”She was joking. It was a nice attempt at levity. We both laughed. I knew I was the better cock-sucker by far – I had way more practice and I had learned a lot in the past few weeks.“Seriously, though. Are you going to be protective when guys grab my ass, or want me to go down on them with you?”That was a good question. I didn’t feel that protective over Chastity. She was my little sister, but she. ‘I was bleeding. It hurt so badly. Another man carried me out. We were in a car, driving very fast. I was so cold.’ ‘That’s the Reader’s Digest version.’ Danja winced as she tried to reposition. Moe decided slow and easy would be the best route to follow. ‘How about a little breakfast? It’s not Chinese tea, but it is damn fine coffee. Thanks to Mona.’ She took the slice of bread, nibbled at its edges, and then washed it down with coffee. Any ape could see she was battling to stay awake, and Moe. " Ah, yes. How old is your son?"She came around me and picked up a picture from the counter, an image of a young boy holding a baby. "My oldest is 2 1⁄2 and the baby is just two months." Cute kids. Does mama also like the pool?" Oh, yeah, I love it but I can't go in the water right now." She paused and I wondered if it was because she was having her period but then she continued. "I'm breast feeding my two month old son and there's so much chlorine in pool water I'm afraid it might poison him..