A figure emerged from the dense wall of rain, head down and running for the cover of the trees. The man was tall with his dark hair shaved short. He w...re jeans and a black band t-shirt with the sleeves cut off which were soaked tight to his body. He looked strong and his tanned arms were muscular and well defined. She couldn’t help but stare. It was odd to have this stranger appear, she had been feeling like the last person left in a world drowned out by the raging storm. Now as the lightning. It wasn't the nicest place in town, but it was certainly no dive. I start checking out what items are on 'the menu' when I see someone I recognize - my mother. And she's wearing something I'd expect to see on my sister - A short skirt, and a low cut top. "What the fuck is she doing here," I ask myself. At about the same time, she happens to look in my direction and smiles. As she waves me over, I lay a couple of bucks down on the bar, take my drink, and walk over to her."Hey, baby. What are you. I played with the large nipples, which were standing upstiff and hard. God, those tits felt good!"I remember when you used to nurse on those titties," Mom said. "You werea real eager eater, and you hung onto them for dear life. You were theprettiest baby I ever saw, and it made me feel so happy to nurse you."I had heard others remark that I was an exceptionally pretty baby. Momwent on, "I probably shouldn't tell you this, and you mustn't tell theothers, but you're the one I've always loved. I want to get this over with and head back home. So if you don’t see me walking around, being friendly and chatting everyone up us because I have no reason to do so.Me: Thanks for the story. But I’m really not interested.Jason: I see. Anyway, there you have it. As for Abigail. She can be a bitch at times, I know that. But she’s my girlfriend here so I have to put up with her.His girlfriend ‘here’? So he’s with her just for fun of it, probably has someone else at homeJason: What I’m trying to.