“Mom, you’re drunk,” he said, more to remind himself than her, to convince himself that she was flirtatious because of the liquor and because sh... was angry at Dad. “I couldn’t let you drive home like this. Come on, let me get you inside.”She giggled again but let him guide her through the doorway into the spacious parlor at the front of the house. As he closed the door he couldn’t help watching the sway of her ass as she staggered away from him, letting his eyes roam over her mature body. I’d remembered to bring my camera, too.When we entered the market, Heather was not behind the counter. We waited a bit. A moment later, she came in through the front door. She smiled slightly more than she already was, upon seeing my mom.“Hi! We’re down at the boat. Come on!” She led us toward the docks. “I’m glad you decided to come, Lara.”“Are you sure it’s all right?”“Of course!”When we reached the long dock where the fishing boat sat anchored, Aongus and another man were talking, their. Frank Wainwright has agreed to oversee everything concerning my patents. If you run into trouble, Wainwright and Whitworth will assist you, but they won’t be looking over your shoulder — either of you. Oh, and I’ve doubled both of your salaries while we are gone.”“Jeff, that isn’t necessary,” Dave said.“Yes, it is, and even then, I’m not paying either of you enough. Bottom line, remember that the General has the portal thing we got from Morales’ cave that can communicate with Selina no matter. I presume my forefathers are from Mangalore. Mom as a matter of fact used to come home late most of the times saying she had product launches, meetings, press releases etc she used to be dropped home in the company car or uncle Khetawat used to drop her home. My mom used to wear business suits and skirts etc and she was beautiful and firm in her decisions. Most of her colleagues used to respect her for her command and for her knowledge and efficiency in work and were scared of her. My mom and.