Well…. so are you,” Sandra replied.“I’ve been doing my husband duties,” John said. “I just fucked your mother to sl(ee)p. I bet I left tha... pussy of hers so sore, that she won’t be able be able to walk tomorrow…. haaahhaaa,” he laughed.Sandra blushed, at hearing her mother being talked about in such a vulgar manner, but John didn’t seem to notice. He went to the fridge and pulled out a beer. He popped the top on his Bud, and sat at the kitchen counter. He took a long dr(i)nk and then wiped his. .. but it has to be... this... way."I had tears running down my cheeks now. I truly loved Simone's parents. They'd been very good to me over the years Simone and I had been together, and hearing the pain and confusion in Doris's voice cut my soul. I was glad that this was taking place over the phone. I didn't want them to see me like this."John, can't you two work it out somehow?" I don't think so Doris. This is a biggie. A seriously huge biggie and it's one of those biggies that destroy. She peeled off the top wishing that the bra she was wearing wasn’t so plain and hadn’t seen quite so many washes.At first Helen was shy and reluctant to talk but behind her bubbly personality Sam was a superb listener and soon Helen was pouring out her life story. The wine was cool and refreshing and when the bottle was finished Sam went to the fridge and fetched another. Helen hadn’t felt this relaxed in ages. The wine had gone to her head, the hard work in the garden had had a cathartic. By the time he got the car back under control again, the front wheel had come off, and the exhaust system had been knocked off as well, when the car passed over a large rock. The Highway Patrol radioed into Baker for a tow truck, and Ed and Maria were forced to get a motel room for the night, until a mechanic could look at his car and give him an estimate for the repair costs.The blowout, and the subsequent aftermath of bringing the car to a stop, had shaken up Ed's whole nervous system. He'd.