I was a bit worried. She had a job at a loan company that she took after the death of her husband. She was a CPA but stopped working full time after t...e birth of the girls.I arrived at her house before the girls got home. "What is it Tina? You seemed very nervous on the phone." I have a right to be. I went to the doctor today for my annual checkup and she told me I was pregnant. I'm forty-four years old. I'm too old to get pregnant." Apparently not. How far along are you?" I asked."It's not. She wore a pink dress that, once again, showed off her shape wonderfully. Whilst the dress went right up to the neck there were slats across the bosom. Her tits, something she normally kept covered, peeked through the opening and were clearly held by an expensive bra. They almost looked fake they sat so well, but they clearly weren't. The drink flowed, the sun shined and we were having a fantastic day. I can't remember how exactly it happened amongst all the alcohol but suddenly we were. "As you can see," Rudolph tisked, "these boys are obviously from dysfunctional families."Kathy was surprised that Rudolph had a big word like "dysfunctional" in his vocabulary."Their 'mothers, ' never taught them proper manners," the massive Trojan shook is head in disapproval. "They think they have to ask before they have sex and have to be considerate of their partner."What's wrong with that? Kathy wondered silently. It's not like nice girls are going to say "no" or anything."But, luckily for. In such cases, rendering them as tentative objects made, as itwere, of the very semen that one ejaculates drives home the point thatthey are no more substantial than their momentary (and changeable)purposes.Some of Jimmy's paintings simply depict transsexuals in a straightforwardmanner, as if they were models posing for portraits. In one, a blondewith full, firm, round, high tits and flowing hips has loosed the tiesthat joined the front of her leather trousers, thereby revealing agargantuan.