"I'll have that later. Come down to my room about eleven, just make sure the girls don't see you," she said and then got dressed and went to make our ...upper.I walked back to my room, rather in a daze, and uploaded some of the photos to the website, then emailed some to Mom's computer so she could send them to her new engineer friend if she wanted.That night, at eleven, I went out into the hallway and silently went down to my mother's room, lightly rapped on the door and opened it and went. ” Then she told him what had happened to the tiny thing and concluded, “So this is Susan Sloan, martyr, saint, and now angel.”At that point Susie recovered consciousness and slowly shook her head to try to clear it. Then looking up she said, “Boss, this is just not fair! I’m the angel, not Sam.”At that there was a happy rumble that could only have been Divine laughter. “It may not be fair, but it sure is fun!” the Voice said. “Susie, they all love you and honestly I know of no one more. It’s just seemed strange.” I turned around and looked at her. “I just thought I’d help Tollie—that’s all. It’s not a big deal.” When the bell on the toaster rang, I took out my muffin, buttered it and took my mug of coffee upstairs and heard mom shout at me, “I don’t like your tone.” I didn’t respond but hated what I was feeling. Mom and I hardly ever had fights. She was a really great mom and gave me a lot of space, but at that time, with Tollie’s friend Lark visiting—that was her name I found. Now for a little teaser of our last "fun".So I was having a morning coffee and answering a few work emails.The k**s were in school, Colt was out running errands, and Christy was still asleep. Me time.I got a message from a friend on this site saying good morning, and he asked what I was doing?I told him that I was having a coffee, and enjoying some me time.About that time Christy gets up and strolls to the kitchen completely naked. Now watching that cock swinging from such a pretty girl always.