" My, Mr. Bartholomew, such fancy talk. It's a pleasure ta hear it. Yes, I do have room for another diner, but I don't have no rooms right now." That ...s not a problem, Mrs. Anson. I plan on living at the jail, but I am absolutely sick of beef and beans, and I would do almost anything for a decent meal."She chuckled and said, "Very well, Mr. Bartholomew, I can appreciate that attitude. I assure ya that I serve a full range of meats an' vegetables." She then gave me the prices she charged and the. We had both seen whatthat treatment did to her daughter, my mum, and as much as loosing herupset me I knew why prolonging the inevitable was an anathema for her.Looking at how my granny liked to live her life to the fullest,restricting the treatment to pain killers and steroids meant that untilthe final month or so she had been able to live her life the way shewanted.Having shopped in a mental fog of thoughts and emotions I was more thana little surprised when I got home to find that I had got. Now I get to come home from a few days on a trip and I have someone with whom I can unwind, use as a sounding board, someone to hold me and tell me how brilliant I am after spending days being professional and above it all. As for knowing what the other is thinking, feeling, and experiencing... well, there are these wonderful inventions called telephones and," she lowered her eyes and I saw that familiar wicked smile that I believe I have used a time or two, "phone sex can be absolutely. After awhile of ball action and stroking me rock hard the percum starts to flow she sits up higher taking my cock in her perfect little mouth and starts sucking it down swallowing my cock like a Anaconda swallowing a rat. With every gulp more and more of it would disappeared until every inch was gone.. WOW just like her mom. No hands needed she had that much control. She would pull off until just the tip was in her mouth swirling her tongue devilishly around the head then slowly back down the.