Marsh had come in a few minutes earlier and headed straight to Evan's office. It wasn't surprising, given that they were partners, that Evan would nee... Marsh to help get business taken care of. I sliced a couple of large pieces of the coffee cake, set a tray with them and more coffee, then took it all in to the office.Marsh took the tray from me and set it on Evan's desk. Marsh's eyes lit with surprise when he took his first bite."Kim, this is awesome. Where did you learn to bake like this?"I. /// Part 2: The First SessionClick. The tape recorder began to whirr.The first voice was that of an older male, in his 50's. "Dr. HaroldBekker, MD, April 28th, 2005. Please, state your name."The second was a soft, intimidated female voice, "Dean West." Date of birth?" I can't remember. Sometime in the mid-60's, I think." Place?" I can't remember. Not far from here." Occupation?" I don't know. I just remember putting on a tie every morning. Gettingup, shaving, a little cologne for the girl who. I had brought a blanket from the car and having found a spot with a good view of where the band would march and play, we settled down. Millie sat close to me so I put my arm around her shoulder. She turned her face and kissed me. The smile told me how happy she was.The concert was excellent with a good repertoire of traditional British marches and some Souza marches as well. As they played they marched and counter-marched never missing a beat or a step. The finale was Sunset, the brisk tap of. Mom cupped her breasts and her pussy with her hands shyly. I pulled mom close to me and started to penetrate her. Mom grabbed me and gently bit my shoulder. “Not here” she said, sliding my hungry dick away before I could enter her. “In the bedroom.” She said catching her breath. I lifted mom’s naked body in my strong arms and took her into the decorated bedroom.I threw mom on the fragrant bed and admired her beauty for a few seconds. Mom’s hair was loose and some of her strands fell over her.