He knew it was a part of his personality that was instilled by his sainted mother.“May she rest in peace!” was his automatic thought whenever her ...ace popped into his brain at such times of remembering her words of wisdom.His mother was much disappointed by the fact she never had any female offspring and she tried her bet instill an appreciation for sensitivity in her boys. Of course, that was doomed experiment in the Texas of that era and she had to be satisfied with their restraint from. She was fully aware of her weakness in regard to hard spirits but it would have been simply much too prudish on her part to turn down his offer of a “quick one” before the main course. She knew all too well that in the back of her mind, she visualized the possibility of her being the desert but she asserted to this very day that she had no inclination of being the main course instead.It was the physical cupping of her now exposed nipple and her nicely curved breast that led to her shameful. I wasn’t sure it was a good idea but she meant we were going to meet. I felt it would be a good night to get shot but with luck maybe she just wanted to see me so she could see my reaction if she was truly pregnant. At this point I felt the worst had come and it would be no doubt that she was knocked up. Oh God I thought what am I going to do.To my surprise she said she wanted me to pick her up the next week. That was the week she was supposed to get married so that told me she wasn’t getting. "Are you even old enough to drink?" I understood why he had asked, I did look younger than I was, and was constantly being asked my age. Most people thought I was around 18 and at 5'3 and only 126 pounds, i could easily be mistaken as a high school kid, especially with my backpack and all. I raised the bottle up to my lips and looked over at him as i titled my head back, and began to down the beer. " 23, are you old enough?" I said after swallowing down half the bottle. He followed my.