It sounded as if Mom's surprise job was a surprise to Dad too, and he raised the point that echoed through my reality."What if he had refused, Helen?"...Well he didn't Bill." But he could have, Helen." But he didn't, Bill."I wanted to interject an 'I was going to', but they were addressing each other by their first names, and that was never a good sign.Fortunately, whether Mom's decision had been good or bad, there was no bad result, and assigning blame was not a big part of their natures, and. He looks like a little boy. Why is he dressed like that?’ ‘He has no clothes and all I have is what I save from Suzanne. Here, let me hold my grandbaby. You can finish feeding him this milk.’ ‘Mama, he’s too old for a bottle.’ ‘No, I don think he’s old as he looks.’ ‘Alright, mama, I’m going to watch TV while I try to give him milk. I’ve already nursed Juan this morning, but he takes so little I’ll have to use the breast pump when I get home. My refrigerator already has bottles of my pumped. Now is over year since boyfriend make me know I am like nymphomaniac, maybe not just like, maybe one for real. I start to accept offer to meet on messenger service with people I meeting on social site, and first I think just to chat, but before I know it, men wanting me to remove clothes for them, then they do same, telling me how sexy I am, and that I should play. First I am shocked, even though boyfriend tell me it is okay, but I still not know people do this. Yes, my boyfriend he say, I am. I then put on my clothes and as I was very hungry,I then went to the kitchen.As I had guessed,my Mom was in the kitchen sitting at dining chair,sipping her coffee.My Mom had already prepared breakfast and perhaps was waiting for me.Hearing my footsteps,my Mom then looked at me."Morning,Mommy...!!!”I then greeting my MJom.I could not suppress my grin.Last night's events came back to me,and I felt a strong rousing in my underwear.I then pulled a chair and sat in front of my.