It broke my heart every time I thought about him being with a skank like her. I needed to find a nice girl for him. Someone he could grow to love and ...ave babies with. I knew it would kill me when he finally found someone, but I wanted her to be perfect for him.Arturo told me to dress up and make myself beautiful again. He was tired of me showing up to work looking like an old shoe. I showered and put on a nice dress. I went to the address Arturo gave me and discovered that I'd been to the. He was messing with his phone.“What are you doing?” I asked, standing back up. I felt a bit of panic at the thought of him taking pictures of this moment.“Relax, Red,” he held his phone up showing me the screen. “It’s just a countdown. Ten minutes is not enough time for what I want to do with you, but it’ll have to do.”“Eight minutes and fifty-three seconds.”He raised any eyebrow and lightly swatted my bottom. “Down.”I bent back over and spread my legs.Mark set his phone down in my line of. My favorite was her face down on thecouch with her knees bent up to her chest and mefucking her from behind. Darn, I wish I had made avideo instead of a photo. These pics have been postedin various newsgroups many times under many differentnames. Anyway. My back and knees were getting a bit cramped soI figured it was time to carry mom upstairs to my bedwhere it’ll be a lot more comfortable.It took awhile but I got my mother upstairs and ontothe bed my wife and I have shared for many. Joyce went to the kitchen to clean the mud from her hands. She glanced up at the clock ten past twelve, she wouldn't research any more this evening, just tidy up and call it a day.As Joyce carefully washed her hands she noticed a faint red mark on her right palm. It stretched down from between her forefinger and thumb in a shallow slope towards her palms middle. It looked like mild cooking burn from touching an over hot utensil. As she dabbed her palms dry she pressed a little harder than usual.