‘There’s a good chance (oooh) that (oooh) you’ll not return.’ ‘Bullshit,’ Jon said and they bucked into it, he squeezing her fat thighs be...ause her tits were too sensitive to squeeze, or so she claimed. He was quite sure he would return but knew he wasn’t always right in his assumptions. * * * Jon’s mother greeted him. She carried even more weight than when he last saw her four months ago but he could cope with that, it was skinny women who put him off women. ‘God what size bra do you wear. I didn’t go inside immediately and was waiting outside and tried to peep inside, i heard the tailor saying that he doesn’t have any measurements with him and was asking my mom to bring a spare blouse. My mom didn’t know what to do and was keeping quite. By this time i got the chance to peep in and noticed that they both were in another room inside, i went to the window from the main room and started peeping inside. After a lot of confusion, the tailor asked my mom if he can take the measurement. "Scotty, my dear little brother, you squealed on us to Daddy. Now we are going to make you squeal!" Then we both grabbed him and wrestled him to the floor. We started to pulled his pants down and he wailed like a banshee."No, no, please don't!" he cried.Suddenly we stopped. "We're just joking with you, Scott," I said softly. "But you pissed me off when you squealed to Daddy. Don't do it again!" I . . . won't . . . I promise, s*s." Okay then, let's finish dinner," I stated matter-of-factly."I'm. ’ She mocked. Alex didn’t actually know how much he was worth or how much he had in the bank or even where all his money was even kept. He had no problem with spending money on luxurious items, after all what was the point of being tight-fisted with money and just letting the dollars mount up until you died and someone else inherited your estate, but he thought Julia went to extremes with his money. In the time he’d known her he didn’t even remember her ever saying ‘Honey how about I get this.