That was a great reward, Mare. She sighed, still nuzzling at my neck. It was great. Can you put me down, my arms are getting sore. I laughed and pulle... out of her and set her down. So, I guess you should go talk to your mom. Oh, we can use one of the pregnant sluts, Mary said in an offhand manner, if youre really against sleeping with my mom. I sensed a trap. No, no, youre right. I need to start accepting her as family, I guess. She kissed me on the lips. Good. After dinner? Yeah, Im pretty. The atmosphere was very relaxed, we were just sitting there, eating, chatting, and in the hour that had passed, the topic of sex had not even come up once.I estimated they were in their early forties, and noticed how tall both of them were. The husband looked like he carried an extra few pounds. I pegged him at 6 feet and around 200 lbs. The wife was around 5ft9, about two inches taller than me, and also carried a bit extra around her waist and thighs.I just emptied my beer, when she smiled,. The time of year when she sat alone and miserable in a corner of the room, nursing a drink until enough time had passed that she could reasonably be excused and run for home. The time when others laughed and danced and flirted outrageously, all to be forgotten by Monday, but she sat alone, nobody asked her for a dance or tried to chat her up. She was invisible. That morning she had tried to find something to wear that looked at least remotely festive, and she put on a knee length skirt instead. ComTo: [email protected], I made it to Ft Dodge. I haven't found much. No one in their oldneighborhood remembers the Whittaker's. I guess it's too far back. Ilocated their graves. Ruth was born on Feb 12, 1904 and died March 13,1944. Henry died in 1969, oddly on MY birthday! He was seventy yearsold.I couldn't find much at the courthouse. I talked the clerk intoletting me rummage through some old records stored in the basement. Ifound nothing directly related to Emily. I did.