Not everything narrated truly happened. However, the situations were real. I will leave it to the reader's imagination to determine which parts actual...y occurred. The rest are my passionate fantasies. I let my desires propel the story to describe what I wish would happen with my son."There was a period in my life when things did not go well. I was divorced and feeling very inadequate and lonely. My son Josh, who was in college at this time, was a great comfort to me and spent a lot of time with. ”I walked away towards the back of the store where my two best associates busied themselves at their favorite pastime, good natured bickering while pretending that they were doing work. This particular time, they argued (in low voices thank heavens) over the cover models of the “self-help” magazines which they sorted ever so slowly back into order.“I tell you that she is hot, Teresa.”Teresa took the magazine Julio held and slipped it behind the plywood barrier which protected any young minds. I reluctantly tore my feasting eyes from her sanctuary and moved them upwards to discover that she was actually completely undressed. I was blown away and lost all perspective on everything. My mind was in a turmoil, darting in every possible direction. But whatever was happening, I was enjoying an unforgettable experience.All I could muster was, “Wow!”She smiled. Her beautiful breasts were gracefully moving in unison with her massaging as she moved back and forth and eventually around to my. He didn't hang out much with the younger kids, but he was usually friendly, and we all thought he was cool.Ursus's knowledge about fighting filled my consciousness. Soldiery wasn't his thing, but he had received training by experts and had picked up some practical experience, usually involuntarily, along the way. "Are you talking survival fighting or sport fighting?" I asked."No rules, all out." Russ is a year older and a little bigger. Both are in great shape. In an all out fight, though, the.