This young lady of only 25 years had seen a lot of trials, tribulations and pain in her life. She started off with a silver spoon in her mouth, but no... it was tarnished and covered with stains from a well-worn past. Like many of the others I met, Sara was not here by choice but by circumstances beyond her control. She originally was from California and had traveled through Durango on her way east to Iowa to see her family. It had been many years since they last made contact, and she was now. Brad let out a sigh and said, “Mom, they are at it again. I can’t sleep with them doing it in the same room and making the bedsprings squeak. I let them know I was awake, but Carol just told me to leave, enjoy the show or go back to sleep. She is being a brat about it.”“I will talk to your sister in the morning. Okay?” I didn’t think through my next statement because all I wanted was to get back to sleep and my dream, “Why don’t you get in bed with your old Mom, and we can both get some sleep.”. She must be really excited about that jacuzzi to go back to work at the Lady Luck."Okay, but don't let those men paw you," I joked, reaching out to grab my wife's butt beneath her bathrobe."Oh, yeah," Ashley answered, shifting away from my playful hands. "I wouldn't want to be pawed by a bunch of guys."I frowned, her eyes grew distant, like she was thinking about something, and a flush grew on her cheeks. "What?" I asked her.Ashley frowned at me in confusion."You had this weird look in your. I never had a chance to defend myself." In my case do you think it would have mattered?" she said as she stood and did a double bicep pose.He gulped, awestruck at her massive arms and chest. "No, but I could have run; I'm really fast."She gave a hearty laugh and sat back down."Angel" Please call me Ang, all my friends do." Thanks, I certainly don't want to be your enemy. Ang, can I ask you how you got so big and strong?" Sure; let me tell you about myself. I grew up in Southern California. Both.