I KNEW I shouldn't get behind the wheel. There is no logic, no reasoning, that says 'Get behind the wheel and drive'. None. Zilch. Nada. But I did it ...nyway. I knew it was wrong, but in that moment I said 'fuck it' and went anyway."I can't explain it. I can't defend it. I wish to hell I could take it back, do something different. I wish I could make myself UN-stupid and UN-reckless, but I can't. I can't change the past, and nothing I do will ever make up for it, even though supposedly that's. " Mistress ... Yes..." She started moving, but stopped as I spoke again."Have you cheated on your husband, Slave-Mommy?" I asked, repeating the question I'd posed to my father only a short time before."Mistress ... I..." She blinked rapidly and looked away."Look at me when you speak." I reached over the table and grabbed cheeks painfully, squeezing her mouth. "Have you fucked around on my father?" Y-Yes ... Mistress, yes." Mom stared at me, afraid of what she might find in my eyes."Good," I let. Kat has long lovely red wavy hair, long black eye lashes, thick lips, soft light weight 38DD breasts with hard nipples, a small waist, baby bearing hips, a round large ass and insane sex drive for a 50 year old grandmother. ,) Kat came back to my state to visit so I invited her out for a ‘drink or two’. Her and I had a few cocktails and both sang karaoke having a great time downtown! The alcohol kicked in quite well for her and I and so when we got back to our vehicles, we kissed and kissed. I had a mom and then she died. I know it is sad but this was a long time ago, and as people usually do in such situations I came over it. I own an old car, I rent a small flat, I used to have a cat, I liked to go out in bars and have drinks with friends… As you can see, I am a pretty regular girl. Well I was.Not so regular anymore…A couple of months ago, I went out with my friends. We had a few beers in a small bar in the outskirts of town. Around ten-ish in the evening, a group of bikers.