Still with all of the differences between us we're the best of friends. There is one other thing about Paul that attracts me, his mother Christie. Oh ... know, she is an adult and a mother and all that, but I have to tell you that she is hot!It was early on a Sunday, just after eight in the morning, when I answered the phone."Newman household, can I help you?" Greg, its Paul." Hey man, what's up?" It's my fucking computer man, it crashed or something. Can you come over and take a look at it for. " It was a statement. "I must tell yousome things about her. My family has had unusual powers for centuries.At least one woman in every generation is . . .different. My power isthat of seeing, sometimes healing, but Greta has power of a very differentnature. She could be a great healer, for she has the power to changephysical reality, but she does not choose to do this." An expression ofsadness came over the old lady's face. "When she is angry, she lashesout with her power at whoever. Once he began to run his fingers over her inner thighs Mo started to breathe heavy. Mr. Knowles knew what he was doing but he wanted to keep at his game. 'Whats wrong Mo? Is there something wrong?' 'No Todd, theres nothing wrong with me.' Mo responded. 'No who?' Todd said slightly irritated. 'Nothing is the matter Mr. Knowles.' Monique corrected herself. Mr. Knowles began to part her legs. 'Take off your shorts and panties Mo. I wanna see your fat kat some more.' Monique did as asked and was. Was this how babies felt? A big pillow shoved in your mouth meant to feed you? I felt her fingers curl into my hair and tug me close, keeping me there… Curiosity kind of took over, and I brushed my tongue smoothly over that hard nipple. She shivered, which was kind of cool… So I did it again. My head turned just a twitch as I flattened my tongue and worked over that nipple warmly. Hazel eyes closing as I almost heard her purr while I sat there and I played with her as much as she played with me.