Will you bring them here to meet us?”“I think it’s better if you meet them. They are staying around a motel outside the city, the ‘Leon’s’... It won’t be hard to spot them”“I think tomorrow me and Chris could make a visit to the Leon’s and try to talk with them… Are you with me, pal?”“Do I have other choice?”“If this is it, guess our team is just about to grow and hope it can be a sign of good things coming to our way”, Victor stated.“Let’s hope for that, Vic”****The following day, Victor and. My mom stands five feet three inches, with brown hair down to her shoulder blades, blue eyes, with just a hint of a pouch or pot belly, which ever you want to call it, from having me sixteen years ago, but it still looked sexy on her to me, and she had a size D cup tits with just very little sag to them, and what I call the perfict little round ass, and a slight flar to her hips.When I started thinking about girls and women, mostly women like my mom, I would sneak into the master bathroom when. .. so what will happen to her if she won’t speak?” Amber asked with a sniffle.“Yeah? Is she catatonic? Or is she just refusing to communicate?” I added.“I don’t know what will happen, Honey, and she’s definitely not catatonic, David. Apparently, she does move around to go to the washroom and she feeds herself, so she has full bodily control,” Mom answered us.“That’s good at least,” I murmured in relief, feeling that it could be worse.“Martha mentioned that the Psychiatrist was recommending. The roads were almost empty, the cleaners deciding that they would take the day off and celebrate their thrill of a lifetime to register their vote. The television was surprisingly subdued, as though some governing body had imposed a blackout on all but the barest of facts. Although Lauren made a point of trying to catch the news at noon and again at five that day, there was nothing to be learned.Nikki's two week stay flew by, the final few days had suddenly been crammed with excursions, late.