Thank you for the letting me recount the memory of my sorority sister's son. If you enjoyed my memories and wish me to write more, which includes my s...n, please let me know in the comments and click the thumbs up.After a sorority sister invited me for a week-long out-of-town spring getaway to her home, we discovered over coffee that both our sons were soon graduating high school. One late afternoon over martinis, she disclosed that in preparation for college, with her son’s blossoming. Wartmon yelled. "Hey, maybe someday I'll get to taste that sweet pussy too! What do you say, Becca?" Not gonna happen!" she yelled. "So fuck off!" With pleasure," he answered.Yep. Mr. Wartmon was one strange horny old man.Becca and I sat down on the couch in her living room."Not going to lie," Becca said. "You know how to make a woman feel pretty damn good on her birthday." She gave me a small kiss on my left cheek."Oh, crap!" I yelled. "I almost forgot!"I quickly pulled the small present out. "We could go lifetime, the last year, the last three months, or just the weekend."Mom blushed. She'd gotten a ticket on the way to Seattle. She averaged three of four a year. "That's not the point," she protested."And the point would be?"Mom looked exasperated.Dad laughed. "Give it up. You haven't won an argument with him since we moved from California." You're a lot of help," she accused.Dad smiled. "I'm not getting in this. I haven't won an argument since he hit double digits."Mom looked up. I expected that it was the usual stuff concerning her divorce but when I picked it up I noticed that there was a dvd case on the counter beneath it. Turns out that it was empty. The note from the attorney explained that it was the material from her soon to be ex husband that she was expecting. As I listened to her singing and counting off the numbered ribbons. I rooted around in the waste paper basket in the corner of the kitchen and found 3 dvd's. One of them she had tried to break by snapping.