Either way, you are going to answer the questions. First off, what's your name?" Eddie Johnson." OK, Eddie, where is Charley Wilson?" I can't tell ya ...hat. Wilson would kill me ifen I did." Rest assured that we will kill you if you don't tell us. Now, answer the question! Where is Charley Wilson?" When I left, he was headed for Rio del Sangre in Mexico. I didn't go with him cuz I can't speak Spanish." Where's he going from there?" I'm s'posed ta meet him at Eagle Pass in a week. At the Crooked. I'm not complaining; I was happy to do it. I was perfectly happy making my hundred bucks a week, cleaning floors. All of a sudden you've got my name out there, I have a new email address and all these people want me to take their pictures. You never asked me if I was interested in doing it. You just kind of manipulated me into it." I thought you liked it. You're the one who quit working after school so you could do it." I do like it and I know I'm the one who quit so I could do more. There have. And, yes, your feet are even pretty. I’ve wanted to trade feet with you for a long time.”In her gentlest voice, Mom ended it.“Liya, look at me.” When she had, her eyes still leaking a bit, Mom said to her, “Starting from the floor, your feet are quite pretty. Your legs are shapely, and your ass is simply divine. Your tummy is flat, your shoulders and neck attractive. Saving the very best for last, you have one of the world’s very best smiles. When you let that out to play, your beautiful soul. I began stroking her legs and she began to moan softly. My hand crept further up her thigh and I touched her panty covered vulva. Her legs spread almost in an involuntary reaction and I increased the pressure on her pussy. I moved the panty to the side baring her pussy and dipped a finger in it. She groaned loudly but did not protest or resist my advances. I looked up and saw that I was approaching the GW Bridge toll booth. I pulled her skirt back down and slowed to pay the toll. The attendant.