Jon, thanks for thinking about all of us and Carver too. I guess I always took our lives here at the farm for granted. Your grandfather always had a s...curity detail around him, so we never had to worry about strangers. I guess I hadn't realized how much stress you have been under with all of this going on. Jon, if you need help with all the extra expenses, will you ask me? I have the money, and I might as well use it for something constructive for a change. Right now, it just sits in the banks,. It's no trouble really.”“Uh, yeah it is. Tulsa's about three hours away isn't it? A hundred fifty miles at least. That's a lotta time and a lotta gas. Besides, I'm okay with it, sir. I know the rules.”“Bart. Not 'sir'. And what rules are those?”“Sorry, si- Bart. I was raised to respect my elders. Southern charm and all that. And, according to the bumper stickers I've seen” -- she said with a glamorous smile -- “the rules are, ass, cash, or grass - nobody rides for free. Well, I don't do grass. That kiss felt so good that I grabbed him around his neck and kissed him even harder.His hands went to my breast and he started feeling them up and I started rubbing his cock.He put his hands inside my dress and slid them uder my bra and he started pinching my nipples.I unzipped him and pulled his cock out and boy was it ever hard.He pulled my dress off over my head and tossed it into the back of my mini van and unhooked my bra while I started licking his shaft.I took his cock into my mouth and. " She sighed. "You've grown so big and handsome. You are the only person in the world that I care about. You are my son and I love you. But I'm your mom, Kevin. I don't see you like that. I hope you understand." She reached out a hand to him, but hesitated. Patting him gently on the shoulder, she walked out of the living room.The next few days had passed as in a dream. Kevin wandered the gray, bleak city streets. A few more days and he would call these streets his home. He was hungry and.