The Marshal's Service has to be involved as it is on federal property. We're covered with good men on that. You D.C. guys are going to be under some p...essure for answers real quick, so you need to decide what you want to give them. I'd rather not give the media everything and just keep the other take downs to ourselves. The DEA is taking the drugs, ATF is handling the firearms and explosives, and we've given all of the unidentifiable slaves and children to Homeland Immigration. We're keeping. Martha was my mom’s best friend till she married and moved away. Or so I was told, because I have only a vague memory of a huge women with curly brow hair and a sad smile on her face. Mom took Gwen to her room. I moved back to the couch. Thank god, my girlfriend is out of town for a week and I was alone last night. Or else it would have been a very awkward situation. I took out some pasta that I made last night and put it in the microwave. Mom came down as I was heating the pan, planning for. I clearly remember how it felt. There was pin drop silence in the room I could even hear her every breath. I still remember the sweet clinking sound made by her bangles as she moved her hand over my back. It was such a heavenly feeling being with my mom like that. Soon I had emptied her breast. I then switched on to her other breast. She removed the towel as it won’t be required any more. I emptied her breast in a few minutes and continued to suck her. She did not make any attempt to stop me. I. Sometime around 10, she rang my bell. When I opened the door I was stunned. It was as though I had seen some sex goddess in front of me. She came home with breakfast. I guess she just took bath. Her hair was wet and let loose. I was in my shorts and sleeveless t-shirt. I was kind embarrassed to be dressed up like that in front of her. Then we had breakfast then sat down for a chat. It was bright Sunday. Then she told me a lot of things including her depressing sex life. I told her not to worry.