I only had twelve points from the field but eight from the free throw line for twenty. My pride was all in my rebounding. Today I had nine offensive a...d eleven defensive rebounds, my best ever.After the game and trophy awards, the coach said we had four days off until the next practice, but those who used the gym and weight room would get brownie points. He said we had grown a great deal as a team because we found a way to get ourselves out of our funk by running. He said he would have to. My cunt clenched his shaft as I reacted involuntarily to the sight that greeted me: four of the most handsome, athletic looking high school boys in a truck parked directly next to us, their window not even five feet from ours. Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape and they seemed to be working themselves while they watched with wonder. Guy watched my face and felt my reactions as I really looked outside for the first time in half an hour and quickly his mouth began to slack open in wonder. We brought each other to fulfilment many times with fingers, tongues and lips, waking late to a more leisurely lovemaking. We’d parted with a final kiss knowing it was just one night of passion and I’d packed in haste, late for my train.I thought about these things and remembered her with a smile as the train picked up speed through the Paris suburbs and I settled into my journey. The steward offered wine and I chose a Chablis and started to settle rather sleepily to my book. I was getting. “What’s Mom going to do?” Upon seeing me that morning, Andrew regarded me with dreadful concern.“I’ll put her worksheet on the refrigerator before we leave. Finish your plate, and let’s go.”“Okay, Ruth.”“Call me, Grandma. It’ll be easier for you.”My son’s eyes bulged. He’d never experienced the full force of my mother’s will.The list of tasks she left me were lighter, but they would fill every minute of the day, even if I weren’t hobbled by an ass dark from welts.I worked steadily, without.