"Bullshit!" I said. "You get Cynthia to the phone; you have her call us right now!" When we pulled into the parking lot all sorts of emergency vehi...les where there. A cop tried to stop us from entering the area but mom wouldn't be stopped. Apparently they had already been told we were on our way and knew we were aware of the problem before anyone else. The officer in charge sensed he was witnessing something strange but didn't know what, exactly. While mom talked to him I went down to. Sitting on the side table was her bottle of beer and ashtray.Recently Harvey developed a taste for a good cigar to go with her brew.She particularly enjoyed the large black cigars. Cigars called acannonies (cannon) maduro made in Mexico that smelled like vinegar soakedrags. A cigar only a very macho male would smoke. It gave her aperverse thrill watching her husband Jake/Jenny suck on the rounded endbefore lighting it. He always made the strangest faces when doing that. While their roles. I moved my hand up her tummy to her tits. Her tits were small, maybe half a handful, and there were many days when she didn’t bother wearing a bra. This was one of those days and I cupped her left tit in my hand and was starting to work on the nipple when she pushed my back with her ass. ‘Let me finish these dishes,’ she said. Reluctantly, I took my hand out from under her sweater. ‘Just leave them,’ I said. ‘Let’s go upstairs. I have a surprise for you.’ ‘I can see that,’ she giggled. She. ”“Wait for what?”“For tonight. Just to see if we really were as good together as I thought we could be. What's the point of being in love with someone who doesn't screw any good?”“Well,” I corrected.“Spectacular,” she stated.“So, when did you decide?”“Bout a half hour ago.”“Really? You've known I loved you for, what, three weeks? And you just decided a half hour ago?”Gabby smiled. “Well, for sure. I mean, I've known, but I wanted to be sure.”She rolled away from me, stood up and started toward.