A lot.Oh...Did I mention her ass? OMG!! "It must be jam 'cause jelly don't move like that!" By any estimation Denise's ass was big. But by no estimati...n was it ever considered fat. Her ass was kinda like her breasts in that it sort of floated high and tight and just naturally drew your eyes to it...from the heart shaped overall look of it to the crack that sucked you in no matter how hard you tried to resist. I have seen her line dancing and watched guy after guy wait for his turn to have her. “Did Mom love me?” “Did she love you?” “Did you think you were helping me by taking me?” “Do you ever regret cutting us off from her?”After a while, every question seemed to lead to three more. I was getting off topic by chasing details down rabbit holes. When were finally finished, the technician left us alone in the room and I started sobbing. All of his answers had fit seamlessly with what he had told me as I grew up and I didn’t doubt that he was telling the truth, but there was a. "Let me handle it, John. Go make coffee."She closed the broken door. Turning, she went to her daughter and knelt beside her. She wrapped her arms around both of them as her little girl cried her heart out."Hush, little one! Momma's here, and no one's going to hurt you."She wrapped both girls in her arms and held them, whispering to them, "I promise."Jenny burst into more tears. She scrambled into her mother's arms and held her, as she cried as she used to do when she was a little girl."Momma, I. " That is sexy, isn't it?" I said."Yes, yes it is," he said."I like to think I'm forbidden," I joked.He just sat there and smiled at me. I was having so much fun that theevening became a blur. It could have also been the wine. I went to usethe ladies room, once again could be blamed on the wine, and adjustedmy make up whilst in there. When I came back, he asked if I was readyto go. He told me he already took care of the bill!We left the restaurant and walked along the harbor. I held his.