There are few victories and many defeats. I pitied the brave warrior. Her work did not give her enough joy. Just like "Hawkeye Pierce" she did not let...the bastard win.I started the chemotherapy. I couldn't eat and my shinny top became the Yule Brenner look. Another MRI 2 months later showed that the tumor had grown. I stopped the chemotherapy. With the chemotherapy I can't eat and die. Without it I can eat and die. At least I can have the pleasure of the food.By that time I had told my children. I kissed her cheek and asked her why she wasn't wearing her hose. She said Keith took forever to cum and she was worried I'd be mad about her being so late so she didn't take time to put them back on. I took her hand and led her to the bedroom as I explained that I wouldn't be mad . She saw the TV as we walked through the den and said oh you have been watching Tim and me. I told her it was my favorite . She said is it because he fucked me while I was bent over ? I said well yes and that he. Uske ghar me coolers chal rhe the to shor bahut tha jiski wajeh se normal voice idhar udhar jaa hi nahi sakti thi. Usne bhi top or lower daal rakha tha main uske barabar me beith gya to aaj wo thoda sharma rahi thi maine uske face se uske baal hat k kaan ke piche kr diye and uske lips per apna thumb laga k rub kiya phir hum dono ne beithe beithe hi hug kiiya or maine uske lips per kiss karna start kar diya wo b sath dene lagi kiss krne hue kamar per hath fer raha tha..Or ab uske kandhe per. ” Gerald nodded, staring at the snug bodice over his mother's breasts. “Sorry about your skirt, Mom. I'll pay the dry cleaning bill, okay?” Madeline's cheeks reddened and she avoided her son's eyes. “That's all right. It's hand-washable, fortunately. I certainly wouldn't want to take it to the cleaners with that kind of a stain-- Gerald, I told you, we weren't to speak about that-- that incident again!” Gerald smiled again. “Okay Mom.” After finishing their meal, Gerald and Madeline were.