Similar, but not close enough to a proper goodbye. And he knew he was going to have to force his mom to have that final goodbye eventually. It was goi...g to suck.He sat down on the stairs, the ones leading from the upstairs bedrooms hallway into the living room, the one Mary had just floated down from. Mary was a ghost, but whether she was the real Mary or a ghostly afterimage didn’t matter, she was still Mary in a sense. The least he could do was stop treating her like some monster hiding in. "Oh no, I'm not looking for love. I'm just an easy tart looking to get laid." She turned to look up at me, and smiled.We lay in silence for a while. I picked up the remote and flicked the television on. It seemed to be twenty channels of kid's cartoons, an old black and white movie and three channels of rolling news. I waited for a news summary. Having got that I turned it off."I must get up." I began to move. "and so must you." Why? Got your next one arriving soon?" If you mean by that, my. ”“Oh yeah?” Tom said breathing heavily. He pulled out his large cock. “Turn around,” he ordered. I turned on shaky legs and saw him for the first time. He was a large man, built like a powerlifter with great chest and huge arms. I looked down to see his cock. It was massive and bare. Must have been at least ten inches long and very thick. “Oh fuck,” I exclaimed.He grabbed me with his strong arms and lift me up without a word. I wrapped my legs around his waist and his cock found my hungry hole. " Good, that's the Christmas spirit of self-preservation."Dollars said, "You know Ellen?" No, but her number is on my speed dial to help keep Mossy there on the straight and narrow. Jorgeson told me some stories about her and Mossy. They were interesting."Dollars looked over at Mossy who was assiduously eating his lunch and ignoring us. "I've met Ellen. She seems such a nice person." That's what Jorgeson says, too. She just has one bee in her bonnet and that's overly kidding people who are just.