..My mother is thinking, and saying the following.........Oh , I know my son likes sex as much as I do, oh I got so wet looking at him in the shower, ... have also heard him with one of his young girlfriends having it, but there is one more thing about this and my son and me that many near us do know about, and that is that my young 18 year old son has been flirting with me for weeks, I am 43, my husband left me ages ago. Not wanting to have any more additions to my family I had my tubes tied,. ” His weight fell onto his hand on the counter, and he held himself up that way with his other hand on his chest. He didn’t try and fix himself up, fix his suit or heal his wound. He just stood there, a half-smile on his face, confident as always, but ... something else. “I like you, Nosferatu tragedy included. This,” he gestured to the wounds she’d inflicted, “included.”Too much. It was way too much. How dare he? How dare he just stomp on twenty-years of her bullshit. Fuck him and his ... his. I threw the waistcoat to the back of the stage exposing my huge breasts and pierced nipples. Bob whistled approvingly and returned to his seat. He stared at me as I continued the sexy dance. Moving almost to the edge of the stage, I bent over and with my back to Bob, I slowly slid my tight pencil skirt up my seamed stockinged legs. My thong was separating my ass cheeks and my pussylips as I unzipped the skirt, stood up straight and let the skirt fall to the floor around my feet. My back was. They must be the poachers whose careless shot had nearlykilled the unicorn. They were several miles away, but I could tell thatthey were walking at an angle to me. I could hear the river gurglingbeyond them, and realized that they would have to walk along it to thefoot bridge. I headed to the footbridge myself. I got there about an hourlater, and could hear them talking. I stopped at the bridge. I intendedto give them a piece of my mind about poaching.Then they got into normal hearing distance,.