. . he lost something he wanted so much, and he blames me for it. I wish I knew how to make it up to him. I apologized for a long time until I realize... it wasn’t helping. In some ways I’m mad at him, but I’m past that, too. I just want to put it aside so we can be a family again.’ ‘Well, Christmas is supposed to help things like that.’ Dom didn’t believe it, but it wasn’t a bad idea, and she needed the comfort of it. ‘Maybe this year things will change.’ ‘Nice thought.’ Lani changed the. "Guys don't ever get girlfriends either," she muttered under her breath.My ears turned pink. Had she said what I think she did?She tossed an onion on the counter and then suddenly fixed me with an I-cant-believe-you-actually-are-acting-like-this look. "I just don't get you two." Who? Me and Thuy?"She sighed exasperated. "For a k** as smart as you, you're awfully clueless sometimes. Yes, of course!"I didn't really like where this conversation was headed. What had gotten into my mom? "What's not. What’s your name?”“Morris Feinberg,” he replied.“Sir, may I ask how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?”“For about sixty years.”“Sixty years! That’s amazing! What do you pray for?”“I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews and the Muslims.“I pray for all the wars and all the hatred to stop.“I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults, to respect their parents and to love their fellow man.“I pray that politicians will tell us the truth and put. I decided it would be best if I said nothing here, and just watched, dumbfounded.“I've just cleaned these, naughty boy” she murmured and took the panties from my penis. Putting her hand around it, she smiled up at me and slowly began wanking my cock back and forth. She kept looking at me as I gave little moans and she grinned at each one. She took her hand away and slowly unzipped the back of her dress, allowing it to fall around her waist.Her boobs were bigger than I had thought, helped I.