‘Could I- you know?’ she asked nodding down at my lap. ‘Of course darling. I would love that.’ ‘Love,’ she whispered with a hint of a shy ...mile.’ ‘We can talk about that later.’ ‘Of course, now lay back sweet heart.’ She called me sweet heart, and she wanted to taste me, to lick my pussy like I had done to her. The girl could not stop amazing me I thought as I did as she told me, and leaned back with a smile on my face. ‘Oooh!’ I gasped as she licked me experimentally. I noticed she stopped to. Why don’t you call Jon and suggest he comes home with you.’ ‘Why don’t you call him?’ ‘You relate better to him than I do.’ ‘Mom he’s your son…’ ‘I know darling but you know we’d knock heads and he’d say he was too busy. Being a holiday weekend he ought to get time off okay. Perhaps Roxy can sort your brother out.’ ‘Mom you are the expert in relationships.’ ‘Yes well it doesn’t appear to work with family blips and Roxy really has it.’ ‘Has what?’ ‘She had the ability to transcend.’ Rebecca. "We reached the corner and I stopped and pointed at the Retro Shop."There it is."She looked for a moment and then walked forward again. "Look at that,The New Look."It was, short jacket over a calf length full skirt in midnight blue."Dior wasn't it?" Yes, 1948, the dressmakers could get their hands on fabrics again. Youcould even get a pair of nylons without making love to a Yank." How would you know, you weren't even born." Mother, she had to go through the war. She was just beginning. After my sister settled down; I asked her who the guys were if she recognized them or not. She identified them as four guys I knew from Petaluma High. They were dopers and a lot of kids always tried to stay clear of them. They would dress in their gothic clothing, listen to their loud music, music you could not understand the words to but knew it was satanic in origin. I get on my cell phone and call one of my friends. We meet at the little square next to Starbuck’s downtown Petaluma. We were.