Miss August, can you tell me, what is the source of your income?" I work most nights at the food bank, 'cause that pays the health insurance, and they...let me have some of the food that would go to waste. I have a part-time job at a food store and can buy the broken, dented and out of date things they don't sell, and that's where I get most of the meat. Oh, and then I work sometimes at a Sears for a discount on my son's clothes. Then, of course, all my grown sons send me $100 a month when they. We said our goodbyes and hung up, I packed the documents I had been reading into my bag and left the office. I was not done, but the weekend was here and I would virtually have the house to myself, David would spend most of his weekend with Ashley and his friends. I stopped and closed my eyes as the thick feeling of regret slowly over took me, David and Ashley saw a lot of each other these days, more often than before…before I pretty well forced him to masturbate in front of me. After that. At what, I never knew. He and mom were always fighting. Then he had enough. He packed his bags one night and that was the last that we ever saw him." she said plainly in the same voice reserved for talking about the Dow Jones."You were only 8. How did you mother take it?" She was lost. She was scared. She spent a long time complaining. I took care of myself for a while. And then she finally snapped out of it. She found a way to make ends meet. But she was always bitter. She never really moved. ”“Lou Ann was in the bathroom with me last night and she told me I look good naked. She told me that my bra-size is even larger than hers.”“I’m sure she told you that I love big titties, didn’t she?”“Yes, and we need to stop talking like this. I’ve never been with a boy and I’m getting too excited, with you standing so close, I feel the heat from you’re body.”“What if Lou Ann and I get excited when I come over to see you and her?”“I told her I’d love to watch, if she lets you ... you know, I.