Then I fit them in the wooden holders." So you don't grow the pot?" I asked."No, I know the guys who does though. They don't process it. The sell thei... pot to a small manufacturer who blends it. He has the secret blending recipe and process. I know it's a little different and not as potent but it taste better and makes for a more mellow high," he said."So your stubby cigarette is home made from shit that fell off a truck?" I asked."Yeah, something like that," he said.We passed the stubby joint. Her smile lit up the entire room. I would have given a million dollars to know what she was thinking at that moment.I smiled back and my heart started beating faster. God, how I loved her. It was so wrong, but there was nothing I could do about it. I don’t think we really have control over who we love, it just happens. I knew that it was not normal to love your mother like this. What I felt was the tingling, heart racing, butterflies in the stomach, kind of love.Later that evening we sat close. Mum had a habit of leaving her books lying around. So Istarted to read it as well. Always putting it back where I found it.Mum smiled as she realised that I was telling the truth. I smiled backwondering if she was testing me. She gave me a slight wink and nodded."If I can be honest," I said."Of course Mikki," Jennifer replied. "We like our members to be honest.No one will judge you." Thank you." I looked around. "Because I hope to take a similar journeyto the one Maria has taken." I paused. "I. Elaine raised a half-smile as she grabbed his wrist to stop him leaving the van, and made him watch as she noted Fox-Janner removing the punished blondes panties; as the mean chairman removed his silk kimono to reveal his stiff cock in all its glory, he moved behind the soft blonde and moved her round to the end of the bed, his hands grasping her slender waist above her sweet rounded bottom. As the two moved sideways on to the concealed camera, Clyde gasped and the two women gave satisfied.