.!!Me : mom it’s not good to love now, you are my momMom : does any one believe that your are my son..?Me : of course not, your looking so young but... you are my mom this is the reality.. After a long conversationMom : pls dear, pls try to understand my feeling, your father never love me, life is to enjoy, your dad never satisfy my desire. Now only i’m feeling so happy with him.. Pls dear..Me : ok mom I love you so much, so I won’t hurt you at any way.. You do what you like..!!Mom : thank you. She wants to know whether we can visit tomorrow." After 10 days in the northwest, Willy had been sent to Fremantle for a week or so. When she was released from hospital for months of therapy to build up her mangled muscle, Evans had rented a bungalow by the beach near Waterman and leased a car. But Willy was still insecure and only drove locally — to therapy, to market and such. And she got stir-crazy."I can't go, I need to be in my office." Not you, silly. She wants me to visit with Pat. Did. I heard one of them ask George how long he was going to leave me like this and I heard him say well she disobeyed me in a way, although I gave her a choice. He came over and said I’m going to free you now Anna, but you must be tied over the foot stool so everyone of us can get one last view of your creamy little cunt, do you agree? I lay there silent and George said Anna don’t disappoint me, do you Agree? I said yes George I agree. I was told to stand and then I was lead by my arm and laid over. We chatted for a good two hours, with him sitting naked at his computer desk, as he gets online and starts showing me pictures of the women he fucked or the women he was talking to... If I could go back to that moment, I would've gotten on my knees and blew him again or asked if he wanted to go for round 2. Now, this was the last time that we hooked up. He texted me a few days later with the same subliminal message about hooking up, but I wasn't on-post at the time, hanging out with friends.