“I need a will and one of those papers that says when it’s my time they won’t be putting all kind of tubes in me.”“I can do that for you but...let me ask you a few questions first” and he took out a notepad.“Do you own a home?”“Not anymore, I sold it six years ago and moved in with my daughter Jules.”“What happened to the money you received for selling your home?”“I gave it all to my daughter. I did that because she read something that said I needed to be penniless if I was to get sick and needed. He picked up an egg in each, cracked them on the edge of a bowl, and opened them up simultaneously, their yolks dropping out of sight. He grabbed hold of a small yellow tool and sucked up the yolks, gently depositing them into a metal bowl. “We’ve got our egg yolks. Next, a squirt of lemon juice.” He selected a halved lemon and placed it at the tip of a wooden reamer, roughly pressing it and twisting the juice out of it, letting it dribble into the bowl, his muscles bulging slightly, a smile on. She laughed and said that the reason she came to talk to me was to apologize too and that she hoped I hadn't been grossed out by her comments about loving to suck my cock. She went on to say that she realized that there was no way that a young man like me could be interested in an old lady like her. I was stunned. And I was relieved. I wasn't in shit after all. I spoke quietly through the fence so my mom couldn't overhear us and told her that I thought she was the most beautiful woman. "The girls arrived at Brenda's home. It was just after sunset and thelights were on. Brenda knocked on the door and then opened it."Mom, it's me, Tiffany is with me," she shouted.Brenda could hear the shuffling of feet as her mother came into the entryhall. Brenda's mother still wasn't used to seeing her son looking likeher daughter but loved her just the same."Let me see my daughter, you're just as pretty as I remember," she said."Mom, this is Tiffany Rollins. She works with me, she's a.