"Ya know, you still have nice legs Mom!" he stated with a smile as he ate."Still?" I eyed him playfully, "You sound surprised your mom can still look ...ood as she creaks around!" I teased him with a look. I expected him to back off, somehow be sheepish or something, but Darren had suddenly become calm, "Not what I meant at all Mom, only that I noticed your legs today, and found them very sexy!"."That was Bold!" I thought to myself. He was bold and playful, and it took me off guard, and I found. I told her that I loved her, that she was safe. “I won't let her harm you.”When she was still, I called the Police and told them what I had done.I heard the sirens moments later. I opened the door and a young policewoman started gabbling at me but it made no sense. I stepped back to let her in and then there were paramedics and more police. They put handcuffs on me and, in my bloodied dress, they sat me on her sofa while their frantic work continued. I know there will have been a lot of noise. He was a complete man with a hard cock of little over 6” and balls always full of man cream. He never fucked a pussy because he was born Gay, bottom; he said.After his mother got divorced from his father, she brought Qasim with her to USA. Qasim talking to me had confessed that being a gay he was in a closet and being a bottom almost to a level of a faggot, he was in a much deeper closet. After being treated in a humiliating and embarrassing fashion as a symbol of bigotry in South Africa;. Crossing the small stream that ran into the river, the moved quickly past the fenced pastures of cattle to the corn fields. They pulled, hacked, and dug up the weeds. Then moved to the river and opened the diverter gate, the water flowed from the river down into the fields. The women sat on a great cottonwood log. They watched, eating some food they had brought with them and talking. They were close to each other. At times as close as their own skin. They had purposed to move in with one.