Her chest wasthrust out with pride at her ability to swallow, something she hadtrouble learning to do."Didn't you have your change, cumming like crazy...while you weredriving?" I barked out at her. "Don't you remember how dangerous thatwas?" Where do you think I got the idea?" She gave a devious grin."Thrilling isn't it?" You are a bundle of trouble." I'm your bundle of trouble," she lifted up her shirt and flashed hertits at me, sticking her tongue out. I could only smile and chuckle ather. Then. ‘How many have you delivered, how many a year is it?’ ‘Awwww, got so that I don’t remember half of them now, some I can, like Baby Ceri there, and Sue’s son Owen of course but others? Half the time I don’t know whether it happened or I dreamt it, and I kind of think that’s how Brigid and Arianrhod want it.’ ‘But…’ ‘Don’t try to understand it Darling,’ she said putting a finger on my lips, ‘I don’t know how it works and I don’t try to. I just know that there are hundreds, probably thousands of. He was almost finished tucking the top sheet into the back of the couch when he heard Theresa clear her throat loudly behind him. Bobby turned, and was greeted to an interesting sight. "Something tells me," she joked, "that your mother is tinier than me in more ways that one." Sure enough, the t-shirt he'd chosen was more of the form-fitting rather than the loose-fitting variety, and on Theresa's form, it fit ridiculously tight. Unlike his A-cup mother, her breasts were more in the range of D. Fortunately, there was a premium gym in our neighborhood and plenty of space in our sunny back yard for drills. I could use our pool for laps too. It’s twenty-five yards and boasts some of the best views in Connecticut.Not surprisingly, Mom got right behind my decision to beef up and eat more healthily. She had always lived a healthy lifestyle herself. She went to the gym or did pilates each day to maintain her figure. She put me on a detox program and made sure our double-door fridge was.