Do you have a Son named Bradley, born 10 September 1991?”“Yes, I have. Brad is my Son.”“Sir, I’m calling because we have an extremely urgent...need for Brad to be a living Liver donor.”“Yes, I’m sure Brad would be a definite liver donor.”“Do you still live in Trenton?”“Yes, we do.”“We need to get Brad to the Bellville General hospital as soon as possible. A young woman has suffered a severe liver injury and will die within hours without a transplant. Brad is a perfect match as a donor for this. The kiss broke. Cat stood back, bowed her head slightly, moved her hands to her back, unclipped the bra and tossed it aside. Her full breasts sprung free and proud. They were bigger than I expected, round and high and topped by large, hard, dark nipples. I knelt and put one into my mouth, rolling my tongue on it, and Cat emitted a light, barely audible moan. Her head seemed to loll back and I sucked firmly on the delightful dark cherry, while rolling its twin between my fingers. She pulled. I anxiously, yet patiently, await your return, when I can again bask in the warmth of your presence as a rose resumes its growth when revived from the chill of the night by the morning sun, and be nourished by the sound of your sweet voice. Until then, I am ever, Your humble servant, W. J. Goldberg What? No email and then this, what is it? I read it again. It clicked. This must be like those letters Thomas Jefferson wrote to that French chick. Or maybe Benjamin Franklin. I wondered if there was. ' Isabel told herself and with that consoling thought she went down to join Jane in the kitchen.As Isabel entered, Jane was just filling her cup and she smiled a greeting adding. "You sure you're okay, mom?" Yes, sweetheart, I'm fine. Sorry I left you alone for so long only Kali was in the middle of throwing this really big party and I ended up sitting waiting and had a couple of glasses of champagne." Mom." Jane said sadly. "You promised." I'm sorry, honey. It was only a couple of glasses.".