V. and my mom was taking bath. There was no one in the house, when someone knocked the door.I opened the door, it was my mami.Mami: where’s your mom...Me: she is in the bathroom.We sat in our main hall, she joined me watching T.V. as my mom takes time for bath, mami was bit bored watching T.V.We don’t interact usually, because over all these years my sexual desire for my mami had grown more and more and I didn’t want her to know this.Mami: I am hungryMe: wait here mami, I will make something to. Christmas was almost here and she was struggling to get gifts. When you’re sixteen and there are no job prospects and your family is poor, that makes it real tough.She’d made three trips down to the truck stop and made enough money giving blowjobs to buy gifts for her father and her boyfriend, the two most important men in her life. Her mom was long gone so that made it a little easier. She’d walked to Walmart and picked out a couple of pocketknives that looked real good. She knew that guys. Annemie knew that if she held anything back from these pigs now, they would just give her more orders, and she was thoroughly sick of hearing the agent's nauseating voice. She was determined not to feel shame-they were the guilty ones here.Guilty though they might be, the agent and soldiers' focus was not on their misconduct but on the 49-year old nude redhead spreading her legs before them.The men watched hungrily as her bald, pink vulva slowly opened, exposing the velvety inner folds of her. ”“Nothin, nothin at all, just usually a girl that drinks whiskey is usually a little rougher around the edges than you are.”I laughed and took a long sip of my drink. It was strong, but the burn of the whiskey felt good.“So how on earth did you get Jarrett and Jon to go to bed without a fight?”I laughed and said, “Well, Jarrett and I played one of his video games and I made a wager with him, if I won he had to go to bed when I said, if he won he could stay up until you got home.”Matt laughed.