For some reason, we were together, the three of us. Any way...I come along in a new pickup truck with a bench seat. I pick up the two of you at Di’s...house. You are wearing a short wrap mini skirt with a mesh blouse, no bra. (I find out later that you are not wearing panties) Di is wearing a pareo with a triangle bikini top...the triangles are not very big. I also notice that Di has a navel ring. Seeing the navel ring I wonder if any thing else is pierced. Anyway, you both hop in the truck, you. She was sceptical that they were real mags, but I really enjoyed watching Her look at them, mostly mags from my ‘Spunk Queen’ range, including ‘Miniskirt Spunk Queens’, ‘Cleavage Spunk Queens’, ‘Micro-Minidress Spunk Queens’, ‘Big Tits in Tight Tops’, ‘Knicker-Show Spunk Queens’, ‘Raised Skirt Spunk Queens’, ‘Spunkstress!’, ‘Girlie-Goddess’, ‘Fully-Dressed Spunk Queens’, and many more with equally pervy names (I should have gone into business....)I showed Miss Debbie many of my mags, pulled out. He took off to live his life in California, free from the responsibility to his impending son, when I was seven months pregnant with his offspring. Fred is 5-10, the athletic sort, and shares my darkish complexion and hair but has his father's blue eyes and charming smile. My second child, Elizabeth, is 18 years old, the daughter of myself and her father both biologically and in terms of her upbringing, the acting father of my son, and my former husband, Arthur Walsh. She is the sunny,. One of her older brothers, Roger, had been in poor health for the last year. Then, over the last few months, he was in and out of the hospital a few times. He finally ended up in the hospital for about two weeks. Cassandra had been keeping me up to date on him and I even visited him one time at the hospital.Roger was a big man who obviously was not doing well. He was hooked up to IV’s and oxygen and was wearing a hospital gown that seemed far too small for his big frame. I felt weird in.