Finally Marge (Gills Mom) speaks up and says I’m sorry but I couldn’t help but over hear your story and I need to tell you never let anything or a...ybody come between you and the man you love, but I wouldn’t worry about his pairents any mother worth a damn will see how much you love her son as far as the father goes, between your beauty and his wife’s acceptance of you, you’re a shoe in, oh and as far as your young man is concerned he won’t be mad at you, my son is a gearhead and he is happiest. I set both plates at the table with napkins. I had seen a partial bottle of soda, so I filled a glass and put it by her plate. It wasn't a flavor that I preferred, so I filled a glass with water for me. "What the hell are you doing?" she demanded from the door. I froze. "Ma'am?" She waved her hand in my general direction. "Cover that dirty thing when you are in my kitchen," she commanded. She pointed at a white apron that was hanging on the handle of the stove. "I'm sorry, ma'am, I won't forget. Our eyes briefly met as she held and cuddled my tiny sister before slipping one thick turgid dripping nipple between her nuzzling lips. Barely a second passed before my sister was sulking and drinking in the milk our mother was giving her.I sat transfixed. The sight before me wasn't new but seeing my mother so open was. As my sister nursed Mom's legs moved allowing her robe to fully part exposing the rest of her body. As her legs moved apart I was looking at the place from where was born both. Bob took Katelyn up there last night and she said it was a blast.”“Bob Prohl,” Ted asked, “the quietest guy I know? He went out with one of those girls you drove up with? Are you serious?”“I’m serious,” Phil said. “It was their first date so go easy on him.”“Which one is Katelyn?” Ted asked, watching as the women walked down the sidewalk to the field. “I know you’re dating Hailey – everyone knows her. I don’t know the others. Oh, wait, I guess it’s the girl who’s not your girlfriend and not.