"Reg is dead. I think that, towards the end, that thug was just kicking a corpse."Roland bit his lip. He'd had no idea that this patient was in any wa... different from the countless other diseased, starved and destitute that he'd taken into his shelter. Would he have acted differently if he'd known? And hadn't the well-dressed gangster just claimed that the Relief Centre was now his property?"We better dispose of the body," said Roland. "I don't think anyone else will volunteer to do so, judging. Unfortunately, you’re interrupted by a knock on the door. You hurriedly minimise to your desktop and say “Come in.”It’s your mother, Kelly. She’s 36, having had you very young due to an accidental pregnancy that turned into a blessing, or so she always says. She’s few inches shorter than you, with a curvy body that she maintains with an active yoga regime, and long dark brown hair that she’s wearing loose today. Your friends are always teasing you about having a hot mom, and you can objectively. I just said nothing I am thinking how lucky Atanaska husband is.So we planned and the day came we met. Late that evening at 7 pm she called me and told me to her husband went to abroad for work, if she can come to my place. So we met in my place and start listening music and booze added to the occasion. I was start to getting drunk while Atanaska was in senses. It seems that the special surprise for me was not going to happen today.I went to Atanaska she was looking disappointed. I offered her. " Off she went to her bedroom while I waited, idly playing with myself through my slacks. I could the rustling of clothing, zippers, and finally she emerged. A black bra, the black leather mini skirt, black thigh highs, and boots. She came in the room and stood in the middle, turning around with her hands on her hips and posing her legs. I think she really liked the boots, too. She motioned for me to join her, and as I reached her she opened my zipper and removed my aching hard-on from my.