I looked at mother. Mother looked at me .Mother started to shout ‘ what the hell are you talking. You lost your mind. How can I sleep with my son ?D...d : please understand dear. Our son is a good man. He didn’t go to a brothel. He came to you .We only got each other. Please help your sonMother : but it is sinDad: you know what in ancient times .It was not a sin .It became sin after 17th century .Mother : please I can’t do it .She then went to her room. Dad followed her .I got very disappointed.. The only way you can find one is to get out of the house.”“There is always George. He says he will always take care of me.”“Is that what you want? I do know he loves you.”“I guess so. It is the best option I have at the present.”‘****’Angie had up and down days. She did get into a wheel chair and was home for a week before the knee operation. This was a serious operation. There was a lot of repair work to be done when the replacement joint was put in. The week Angie was home, I spent a lot of. He smiled I guess he know more than me. He said not to worry about it and to enjoy the feelings he was giving me. I was really enjoying the feelings. He pushed my legs apart for some reason and then licked his finger and slid his finger in between my butt cheeks. he circled my butt hole with his finger and slowly started to press it into my ass my legs were spread so far apart that I couldn't really stand up to move away from his probing finger. It felt good as if he was pushing every. ” I told her. I even told her that she should take advantage of the situation and go have a good time, cut loose while we were here, so far away from home and everything.“You know, ‘What happens in South Carolina stays in South Carolina’.”She giggled, “Isn’t that Vegas?”“Where ever. The point is…You should go out and do shit.”“I should do…Shit?”“Well yeah.”“And what kind of….Shit….should I do?” she asked with her eyebrows up and a smart-assed little smile on her lips.“You know what I mean Mom..