. reading the most sweet, endearing term for being a mother... and I was a mess.I couldn't deny that I felt something so powerful as his cock slowly f...lled me, as I stared at those words.I loved him too.And this... this... whatever this was... only enhanced my love for him.I convinced myself that this wasn't wrong!How could something wrong feel so right?I was making my son happy, which is the goal of every mother... every Mommy.I struggled to text him too.I love you too, son.Another text.I'm. I told her that she deserved so much better. She told me that he was the only man she had ever been with and thought that she was the only woman for him. She was both mad and hurt…by both of them. She said she wishes she could get even with them…And then a smile came over her face. She said, “I know you like me a lot and we have fun flirting – and even though you are probably older than my father, I’d consider having a fling with you – if your wife wasn’t around”. Then a smile came to my face.. " Well, at this point, I think your approach was a good idea." Ugh?" Without your bold opened-armed welcome, I suspect we would not have had dinner together." Why?" Little ole me, approaching a group of ten of the most beautiful, smart, carefree and tall women I have ever seen? You have got to be kidding me." Before he had finished, he was being smothered in hugs and kisses from the whole group. "Holy cow. I can feel everything." Yes. That is one of the most wonderful things about the. Patti had to practically carry me down the two flights of stairs to the gym."Here's the routine. First you're going on a strict diet; we've got to get that fat off of you. You'll be doing a lot of running and light weightlifting for the next couple of months. We're also going to be doing floor exercises and yoga."Yoga? Isn't that for women?"The look that I got and the sinister smile convinced me that it was not."When we've got your weight down as low as possible, then we'll start building your.