I found some minor tweaks in the girls too, and one had been directly responsible for giving me my first titty fuck with Belinda. I may not have menti...ned my mom has an impressive pair of breasts. They defied gravity in the way they remained perfectly pert and round while she was upright, yet they flattened naturally when she was on her back. For a thirty-five-year-old, her breasts were amazing. Actually, after fucking Belinda’s that I thought weren’t quite as large as my mom’s, my mom’s were. They left town before daylight, already groaning about the long day ahead of them. Three blocks from the storage buildings, Gail's cell phone rang. She looked at the small window on the front of the phone and muttered, "Oh shit!"Instead of putting the phone to her ear, she pushed the button to operate the telephone in hands free mode. Howard would enjoy this conversation."Hello, Mother, ah ... Melissa." Gail, where have you been and why won't you answer your phone? Are you trying to avoid. . two hurts. One is from long ago. The other is the present."This is very strange."'"What do you mean, two hurts?" Tom asked. "We've all felt her pain when she was killed. What's the other?" The only way I can describe it," Soon Lee explained, "Is the pain of being lost. The hopelessness felt when you don't know where you are." What about the long ago pain?" I asked."Sure. We're feeling her memory of her death," Valerie said. "I get it. She was killed long ago." But why now?" Marilyn queried."I. .." said the Lord sharply, slightly peeved now at her lack of appreciation."That's the older one," she sighed. "His father. Never mind, let's get on with it..."Fuming now but controlling his temper, the Lord approached the Stage Door. "Karadjan, please," he demanded.A small flunkey approached, and in a riche, nasal Vienna accent said, "If you mean the Conductor Herbert Karajan, Sir," here he sniffed, "the Maestro is preparing and cannot be disturbed..." Don't tell me you haven't even booked,".