But lovers are. And they do what we did. Can't you see it? I love you, mom. No matter what. And I always will."She sniffled, wiping at her face hersel.... "I love you too, honey. But what I did ... I am so sorry, I shouldn't have used you like that. It was so wrong of me, so wrong..."Her voice broke. Tears of sympathy, empathy, welled in my own eyes, and my voice softened, dropped to a whisper, as I attempted to caress her with the sound if not my fingers. "Mom, no. You didn't use me. It was just. Her age is around 45. She is a bit short about 5’2 white and a little bit on the heavier side (not too fat).The most attractive part was her boobs. My mom has a huge pair of tits which are visible in every type of clothing. She did not mind it all when people used to stare at her big boobs directly on the streets or elsewhere. On a random Sunday afternoon, my mom started experiencing some chest pains similar to heart pain. She was worried and asked me to accompany her to the doctor’s office.. I would like to know how Jen is doing. If I weren’t cuffed to the bed, I would talk to her myself.”“I’ll be back in a bit,” Kim says as she leaves to find Jen.It turns out that Jen did better than I thought. She kept to her story, telling the jocks that she only left me a note saying that she was sorry we couldn’t be friends anymore. She was sick of her life, and with all the pain of her assault, she thought she was going to die, so she gave up and was waiting for the end. Personally, I doubt. Like today you might find at a rock concert ... that makes the light emanating from the basement all the more spooky. The farther the trap opened the more fog there was. When the trap was completely open the hinge end slid in a notch that seemed to be a block against closing.All Arnold and I could say was, "I hope the fuck that stays open." And we are not twins.We stood at the top of the very heavily built steps and did the 'After you, old boy ... Not at all, I'll wait for you, ' and, 'Age.