?’ Stella cried out as Nadine pushed past her to the top step outside the trailer door. ‘No, no. I’m goin’ shoppin’ anyplace I can find open...and then I’m going home to my daughter.’ Nadine wavered at the door, only vaguely aware of the snowflakes melting on the shoulders of her thin blouse. She was forgetting something. What was it? She looked back into the living room and saw the photographs and newspaper clipping on the floor. She rushed back and stooped and lovingly picked them all up. She. Two hours later, I found myself waking up with a very bad headache and completely wet boxers. I was too exhausted to move until I realized I had an orgasm while sleeping. My boxers were drenched in my sticky white cum. I could not believe I had a wet dream, which was my dream fantasy.I forced myself out of the bed, to clean and change my boxers. It struck me that I had dreamt of fucking my own mother. I had cum in my sleep, dreaming about cumming inside my mother’s pussy. I was so tired, it was. She said no, I like me just as a normalhealth woman! He laughed again! He said "I understood!" She purchasedhis clothing, furniture, everything! She was a superwoman; she just lovedbeing a woman! She planted flowers and vegetables since the supermarketproduce is so-so. But in Putman and Dutchess counties has lot of farms,but she grew them anyway!The biggest thing was that she was just an ordinary housewife! She toldthe Rabbi that she does not need the extra money to do the part time. I hate her for that alone!” she replied laughing loudly.Frank and Karen were in the kitchen of their Johnson City home finishing off an early breakfast. Frank planned to leave after finishing his coffee, and he was leaning back against the counter idly watch Karen as she washed dishes. Frank thought that she still looked as good at fifty-nine as she did forty years earlier, when they had been newlyweds. She had been a damned fine looking, well stacked blonde then, and she still was!Karen.