He called his security company and requested recordings from six months ago. the bank statements went back three when it came to the money but he want...d to hard evidence. When he received the emails of the secutiry tapes, his heart sank. She not only had been fucking Ramon for that time, he saw that she had fucked his boys too all over the house. Even in their bed. To say that he was betrayed was an understatement, he held his face in his hands and cried. He wanted revenge and he wanted it. So I decided to help each other.Me:- Mom, are you happy.Mom:- (put her head down)Me:- Why silence mom? ( I looked at uncle, smiled at him before mom notice me) Uncle, is my mom is happy with you or you forced her?May:- She is happy with me.Me:- (I just hold my mother’s face with my both hands.) look at me mom, I love you so much. I know dad loves only money. I am grown up now. I know he is not taking care of you. He is not taking you outside… he is not speaking happily with you, he is not. Also we have some diagnostic machines that survived the dark times which may guide our efforts. As for now, mister du Shard, I suggest that you sing to that stone, and visualize twice per day. Stay calm and keep your images clear. Feel for it and keep away from any thoughts of anger or it may learn behavior patterns that you will deeply regret in the future. Think of it as training a very powerful child and you will not be far from the truth."After working on that stone until dark I found. Her jugs were so full and heavy that she really needed a good bra and had since she was twelve. Her dark nipples were only half concealed and popped free if she took a deep breath or reached upward. Her nipples were minor puffies and easily excited. She lifted one breast and licked her tit, smiling and then settled it back into its half-cup tenderly. She was a 34-D the last time they measured, maybe a bit fuller now.She smiled, looked in the mirror and thought about the boy who had brought her.