I grinned at this feeble joke. She was 'ok people'.She told me she had come across a letter that I should read. Mom had apparently written it, just be...ore she went into the hospital. It had been in the bottom of one of her clothes drawers. I nodded and watched as they left with all Mom's clothes.There on the table was a white envelope with one word on it, written in my mothers flowing script: Son.I sat down at the table and just stared at it for a while. I finally opened and read it.Tom,Your. She didn't want to alert Pavel that sheknew he was a man who harmed women. He liked her, she still may be ableto talk her way clear of this. Making matters worse, she had seen thelarge man dash across the club to break up fights. His size and shapewere a deception, he was fast and nimble on his feet. Leona wouldn't makeit ten steps toward the door.The first order of business then, was a smile that didn't betray herfear. "Pavel, sweetheart," She had never used a term of endearment withthe man,. Then as he got to the edge of cumming I pulled his cock out and lubed up his now 9 inches of hard man meat then I turned around and put my ass as close to him as possible. He got on his knees and flattened my body so I was flat on the bed, and he lubed my ass crack and hole, putting two fingering in deep and stretching my very tight virgin hole. I moaned in ecstasy so ready for what I knew was coming. When he felt my hole was ready he asked in his most sexy voice “you want my cock baby?” “Oh. But as our friendship grew, I learned more and more of Lucille's personal life, and for her, it had been a very difficult one. We had worked together for several years before we'd even gotten to a 'familiar' personal working level, but as Lucille was easy to talk to, and sometimes even to confide in, we grew even closer and eventually began to share with one another things that were occurring in our lives outside of the workplace.Our Company sponsored a weekly Bowling League, and I had signed.