"And how do you suppose you're going to carry that around on tour? You'll soon get sick of setting up, breaking down and loading out."'Maybe?' she tho...ght, but she didn't intend to play punk and rock throughout her career. Freddie had played jazz - why couldn't she learn that style as well?Freddie had taught her the brushes, the felts, and the sticks he called 'knobbies.' He'd showed her the rimshot, the snap, the roll and the shot he called the 'slap and tickle.' There was little he didn't. How ever that never happened as i lost her number through my phone being lost.one night i went back onto the sight and next thing i get this inbox message and who is it only this sexy fucker that i had lost contact with ..so stright away i sent her my number and we rang there and then i told her what happened and told her i still love to catch up with her i was living in dublin same as her this is at 4 in the morning she said i want to send you a short video.with that i got the video there she. I could make out the circular motion he made on my mom’s ******. He then started moving behind and was doing something on her ****** which I couldn’t make out. He started dragging her along with him to the balcony and I saw my mom’s light pink satin lingerie slid out beneath her feet onto the floor!! oh my god! He made her ***** underneath and he still held her mouth shut with his palm. Now he spit some saliva onto his fingers and inserted it again inside the ghaghra and my mom again moaned. I picked up the bags and went to her place. She opened the door and to my surprise she was alone at home. I kept the bags and sat on the couch. I asked her about uncle and her son. She replied they both were out on a business trip. I was excited. My boner couldn’t control. Today is the day! I said it to myself.By the time I was sitting on the couch, she told me she will change and come. I looked at her ass and oh my god! I felt like grabbing them. She saw me starring at her ass from the mirror..