As soon as the car stops the back door opens and Joan steps out. I can hear them talking.“Do you want me to pick you up Mom?”“No, I’m not sure...how long this will take. I will call if I cannot get a ride.”“Okay, have fun!” and off they go down the driveway.As Joan approaches the house with a large purse wearing the older clothes I told her to. I quickly go to the back of the house and out the back door.She climbs the few steps to the porch and rings the door bell. As she shields her eyes to see. I continued doing the same with her toe and started licking her ankle. To my surprise I could now feel the warmth of her tummy. She was slowly moving my toes all over her tummy and boobs. This really gave me more courage and I slowly started moving my hand on her leg. I would say God was on my side that day. After a while Ananya woke and told that she would go to internet cafe and would get the print outs of her document that she has to submit. She woke up and freshened herself and left. After. I don't like the guy at all, but I guess they deserve each other.Gloria ran off the bedroom when she realized that I had said my piece. I sat and drank beer. What else was there to do?It was later in the day, around noon, that she came down. She was still dressed as she was in the morning. It was obvious that she had been crying but was calm when she came down."You have had your say and now it's my turn. I will start at the beginning of our relationship and work through the timeline. Yes, when. We were riding along, minding our own business as usual, when four men rode up to me and demanded to know where we were headed. I didn't like their attitude, but I kept my temper in check when I said, "Look here, we're just passing through on our way south of Amarillo. What's it to y'all?"On of the men said, "We're runnin' inta trouble with sheep men, an' we don't want any more of that kind of scum in our county." Well, we ain't got any interest in sheep, so y'all don't need to worry about.
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