Do you get this, Mila?"Frankly speaking, I don't exactly know how I came to date this guy. He is all things erotic and good-looking and satisfying. Bu... he is a 'Son of the Devil' on the other hand. I can't help but tremble whenever I am alone here with him. He scares and frightens me to hell. Regardless, the most stunning thing about him is that he truly and deeply loves me so much that he would never hurt or abuse me in any slight way or manner conceivable. I just can't be with him simply. My heart just about jumps thru my throat, oh my god he is telling them that there is some crazy chick out there showing my nude pics of her self. He came back around the corner and handed me a card with his name and work number and a hand written number on it and he said"that's my personal number'"thanks" I said with a smile and turned on my heals and out the door I walk with a little extra sway in my step.Me~Hey this is the chick that was showin u texts from her hubby.i was so embarresed to. Is that true?”“You have seen some penises? What have you been up to young lady?” “Nothing, Uncle Hugh honestly! I saw Billy’s by accident one day,” I quickly told him defensibly. “And it didn’t look as big as Mom said they are, and I was just wondering…. Is yours big?”“Billy is still a boy, and hasn’t started puberty yet.” He answered. “Yes mine is bigger, because I am a man.” He answered my question frankly as usual but he did appear a little hot under the collar. That had my mind in a. “Yes chicken. I used to eat chicken outside before marriage and even sometimes after marriage. I love it. You mean you have never had chicken?” she asked.“No Ma, never”“Then try. You will love it. And you have whiskey to go with it” she smiled.I was apprehensive. Not even twelve hours before, my thoughts were to take my mother’s body and satisfy my lust by hook or by crook, assuming that she will be demure and resistive and hoping that she would eventually give up. But the script was turning.