Theychose to stay and not go on because my grandma was expecting their thirdchild, my daddy."Mary was taking notes as Dotty talked about her family an... how they hadstarted a homestead and some of the stories that had been passed down andPat listened patiently. When he saw she was winding down he asked, "Doyou remember any stories about a Yolanda?"There was a schoolteacher by that name. She was well thought of. Infact, the little schoolhouse is still standing. You might go look at. Well if I wasn’t in bed all ready I would have fallen to the floor, because no name was beautiful.No name wasn’t just beautiful, as she sat up I could see she had nice tits and her skin was silky smooth looking. Her face was like a models but she didn’t seem to have any makeup on. This wasn’t my usual swamp rat pussy I had, she was something different, interesting, maybe a high class stripper. She said hello and I said well hello to you too. From the many times I had woke to the unknown I. Were all damn good looking!Even at forty-four years of age, mom looked ten years younger than that. With dark shoulder length hair, an attractive figure, which included a set of full breasts, she looked more sister to Chris than in many respects to her own twin sister. Chris had dark hair as well which she wore long and full, nearly reaching the upper slopes of her ass. Needless to say, she spent a great deal of time in the bathroom brushing and taking care of it just for that reason alone. She. “Than I’ll take you,” mom smiled.At about 6:45, mom and I piled into her Thunderbird, before she had a change of heart.“Why don’t you drive, Jake. Josh isn’t coming along.”We switched spots and she handed me the keys to her silver baby.I started it up, and it was awfully quiet compared to my girl. It only had a V-6, but it was sleek and modern, with all the bells of whistles of the time. Plus it looked pretty sexy.I started off toward the town about eight miles east of us, where Deandra.