It was the voice of someone who reminisced better times. Winceham eyed her with a worried look, his brow furrowed."Are you sure you're okay? Not feeli...g lightheaded, sleepy, giggly, silly, weird in many different ways?" he asked her with genuine interest. She took a moment to think, shook her head and replied earnestly:"No ... Couldn't be better. Top notch."Winceham was looking at her puzzled beyond understanding when his eyes bulged up with sudden terror. He saw the trembling flames from. Jason finally realized she had been crying, as her eye makeup was smeared. “Mom, what’s the matter.” “Ja...Ja….Jason. How are you baby?” “I was doin alright, til I see you in a bad mood, what’s wrong.” “Jason…there’s no easy way to say this.. so I’m just going to come out and say it. Your dad, he’s a workaholic, he isn’t in love with me anymore, he’s in love with work. He doesn’t sweep me off my feet anymore, he doesn’t seem to care much about you. He’s…turned to drinking, you know that. His eyes fell closed for the briefest of instants, but only until his need and desire to see her overcame his excitement and forced his head foreword once more. She rolled her eyes up to catch his gaze for a minute and he rasped, ‘I’ll never get tired of seeing this.’ From the delightfully shocking ripple of sensations on his cock, he could tell that she was giggling. Brushing one hand back against her thick hair, he gasped involuntarily as she opened her mouth very wide and swallowed the. Hi I am Angie and this is my husband Brad.“Y’all sound like you are from back east.” Laughed Sarah, yuking up a Western drawl.“We are but Brad got a job out here and we couldn’t be happier to get away from that Eastern bullcrap.”“Well sit down and enjoy some good old Alaskan hospitality.”There was homemade bread and Venison from game Sarah had shot. “Since we got company, Rod is going to make up a little stew.”“You don’t…. No problem at all, something warm will hit the spot.”Everyone.