"Now turn around."I looked at the full sized mirror on my closet door behind mom. Her ass was more than 2 feet wide and as she bent forward to get clo...er to my private parts, her hips separated and her large, dark asshole spread in its full glory. The deep, red inside pushed through rather easily. She moaned in pleasure and relaxed her anus, letting her rosebud peek out.I turned around and thrust my ass out. I didn't have to wait. I felt her breath and then her tongue on my anus. She rimmed me.. I pull Dierdra and Beckwith aside after my examination and explain thesituation."So, you cannot mend her eyes?" asks Beckwith."Not permanently. Lenses get cloudy over time, it's nature. I don't knowhow exactly it was done and don't know how to reverse it. I can forcethem clear but it won't last, I haven't fixed anything. As soon as Istop concentrating, they'll go right back to the way they were. It'sjust like the cup in midair. Remove the magic, it falls down, breaking." What are you talking. Stepping out of the car we walked across to the pub, the car park sheltered and the trees offering shelter and seclusion from the roadway. We entered the pub, a new one to us so we looked round the bar, seeing a few tables and chairs, clean and comfortable only a couple of drinkers were seated so I ordered drinks at the bar and joined Linda who had secured a seat at a corner table. Sipping our drinks gave us time to look round and take in the atmosphere of the pub, a real old country house full. Because it was the only club in our less than snazzy neighborhood in downtown Manhattan. Our Uncle was a bigwig Police Department mucky-muck but he generally stayed away from us because he had a reputation to uphold. Our mom was a widow, at least she told everyone she was a widow, but I had my suspicions about that and the string of "Uncles" that paraded through our tiny apartment like a changing of the guard didn't fill me with confidence in the existence of my deceased parent. The both of us,.