Fifteen minutes passed and nothing stired, I was getting bored, something was needed to get the ball rolling and suddenly the light went on, not the o...e in the room I stood, the one thats in your head, when you get an idea.Simple, I looked like her, when seen from afar, so everything I did he would think it was her.Bending over her I made sure she was slepping, she did not dissapoint, she was way out for the count.Opening the curtains on her window fully, I switched her room light on, crept. My mother was a very dominating female 54 years of age and quite beautiful. She is busty with 36d boobs and 38 size ass. And with sexy legs. But due to her nature, she was not able to get along with my father. After so many years of a forced alliance, they split finally.My father named one flat on her name which was located in western suburbs. We shifted there. It was a bit secluded area but a nice place to be. Two months was gone, things were going well. My mother had changed a little. She. Louis did not care how long it took him to make his way to California. They even compared his trip to Moses’ search for the promised land. The other documents were just his letters of reference from different church elders. The religion was foreign to me. A good little Southern Baptist boy knew nothing of the smaller sects. The one thing that did interest me was the fact that Deacon Burke was from Virginia the same as me. There seemed to be a lot of us transplanted rebels around the fringes of. “Are we going to live here for a long time?”“That’s a good question,” Abby said thoughtfully. “I’ve been considering a few things as we’ve worked today.”“Tired of me already?” I quipped.“No, not yet,” she deadpanned while Chanelle giggled. “Seriously, though, we do need to consider some things.”“Go on,” I said as I sat back and enjoyed a cold soda.“The first thing is, how many people really are left alive? From what I saw, the Internet reports were saying that whatever hit us happened all over.