When he wasn't drunk or high. Then he beat the hell out of her for exercise. Then his fishing boat didn't come home one night.She hit the road again. ... got two or three stories about how she eventually wound up in Spokane with a big house and a respectable bank account. Mom thought she'd won a lottery of some kind. I think it was drugs, prostitution, theft, extortion, forgery, or good luck. Pick one.I had only met her a couple of times before that summer. Nice, conservative woman a few years. He had never really enjoyed all that manual labor and now he had an excuse to get out of it. He watched as Tracy neatly filed down the jagged ends of his nails. She then applied the plastic nails. They were very red and rather long. Ray wondered how he was supposed to manage to do anything with his hands with the silly artificial nails stuck to his fingers. He figured it would be simpler once his own grew out. Tracy turned her attention from Ray to the large stacks of clothes that littered. The other night I drove through that place we met. It brought back so many beautiful memories, the tears flowed freely down my cheeks as I thought of you. Tonight you're watching your son and I can't talk to you because he's sick. I'm lying here in my bed thinking of you and the sweet memories start to flow through my mind.Do you remember walking up by the fountains on the water front? Holding my hand as we travelled, not a care in the world; that night everything felt perfect.We walked slowly. " "Oh God, don't stop." "Damn, you're driving me crazy." "Oh, fuck, fuck". "You're so good."Releasing her clit, I drove my tongue deep inside her pussy; forcing it in as far as it would go, pulling her ass to me, feeling her buckle then grind her cunt tighter to my mouth and tongue forcing it deep inside her, and then started to tongue fuck her with my tongue going in and out, in and out. This drove her crazy and she climaxed and I could feel and taste a flow of pussy juices as she buckled and.