Kokata lowered his woman and son to the ground in front of him. He had to get back up. He curled up one leg, then another, then… The next one refuse... to move. Kokata frowned. That wasn’t the one he had cut off, was it? He tried to remember which one he had but his mind felt like a big ball of cotton. A big ball of cotton floating across the blue sky… No! Kokata forced his eyes back up. He couldn’t allow himself to fall asleep. Not yet. His legs had all fallen down again. He had to start all. They’d found they shared a passion for cider when he’d asked her what she wanted to drink before they’d got the taxi into town.So he bought her a half of cider and had a pint himself.He’d been carrying the roses for her and had told her he felt like a flower salesman. He’d asked her if she wanted him to sell them as individual roses to the couples in the pub but she’d replied, “don’t you dare”They had a few more drinks and then Janice said they should get back because she was feeling rather. I reached over to grab the remote, and found mom's phone instead. I started flipping through her pictures and videos, and I came across this video of mom inside the car.She was naked, with her phone on the seat, and pointed at her horny wet pussy and her tight little asshole.Mom's pussy was shaved clean, except for a little landing strip above her smooth mound.My hand immediately began stroking my rapidly hardening cock, through my sweat pants, as I watched my mom's fingers fucking her tight. ” He declares. “How do you feel?”“Better than I ever have. Free, at ease, liberated, sexy, and feminine.” I tell him as he helps me up. Slowly he spins me three-sixty, inspecting me and the garment.He leads me back onto the airbed, this time, holding the sleeping bag open so I can slide in. He fol-lows me in and zips the bag up. We lie on our sides facing each other chatting and smoking for an-other couple of hours, we talk about what surgery and treatments I could have to help me become almost.