I don’t ever remember any discussion of love in my classes. Just family, companionship, marriage as social contract, that kind of thing.’ Maggie p...used, sensing something deeper at work, but she opted to keep quiet for now. ‘I’d never really questioned it, I guess.’ ‘Maybe the best way to ease you into this is to let you read some of my notes, the fragments I’ve written so far. And maybe you can look at some of the texts I have scattered around. I’m getting a little ahead of myself, though. I. Some time later I opened them again. My mom was starting to drift off. I watched her face closely, anticipating what I had planned for tonight. After the dares I took in the shower I wasn't sure how far it would go. I wasted no time once I knew she was fast asleep. Gently I folded the blankets down her body. Her magnificent breasts were on full display before me as she lay on her side. I stroked one of them softly as I continued to fold the blankets. She was wearing a very tiny pink thong. Her. "Fucking animals. How could they do this to one of their own," Amy snarled mostly to herself.Her eyes drifted downward to Melanie's breasts. They were just slightly smaller than her own and stuck out straight forward. She had little doubt they had been augmented. She noted that the nipples of each were pierced. Her gaze moved down further. Flat stomach and her navel was pierced also. Melanie had two tattoos that peeked partway above her panties, Amy noted.Amy reached down and hooked a finger. Lisa came downstairs, saw Mike leaning forward in his chair, a look of intense concentration on his face. "Snyder again?" she said. Lisa thought Mike's crusade against Snyder a little ridiculous. How could Jay Snyder be a crook? She saw his name in the newspaper nearly every week, and always associated with some charity or other, or with the names of the wealthiest and most respected citizens of Los Angeles. Jay Snyder a criminal? Hardly."Yeah," said Mike, "Snyder again. I'm going to get that.