“Hell, no mom you’re in great shape. You could use a dye job though. Your roots are showing but other than that you’re one hot chick.”Mom seem...d to perk up at my suggestion, “Yeah maybe that’s it. A trip to the beauty parlor to get my hair and nails done might be a good idea. Thanks, hon. Can I do anything for you this morning?”“Sure that would be great.” I was not really thinking about sex but who was going to pass up a blowjob when it was offered by an expert. I stood up and walked over to. Although I was a natural at driving, I didnt have much more than 60 hours of driving experience. The drive was rather silent the way through. I guess she was a bit nervous because we could get pulled over by the cops at anytime. If that happened we would both be in the shits. Although, it never happened and we managed to make it to her address unscathed. She told me to drive into some lane a bit before her house (I had never been to her house before but I had the GPS on). She said to stop here. Doesn’t that sound so much better to you?’ Betsy stared vacantly at the blinking lights, trying to find some way out of this. She could say no, but Anna would just keep talking. She could say yes, but that would mean giving up and letting Anna think for her. She could tell her to leave again, but Anna wouldn’t do it. She could…could… Desperately, she cast around for any idea she could latch on to, knowing that each effort drained away a little more of her precious energy, but she already felt. Do you still have Mom’s old guitar?”“Do you think you could bring it with you when you come into the city this week to celebrate my engagement to Lev?”“Eventually yes. But for now, we’re just getting engaged.”“I don’t know yet. When we’re twenty-five. Maybe sooner. Definitely not in the next couple of years.”“Not particularly, but I guess you can put her on.”“Uh, thank you. We’re very happy too.”“Not for at least three years, maybe longer.”“Ok. Uh ... we’ll be back late Monday and jet lagged to.