“Harry” said Jimmy Craktcorn “It’s so good to see you. I ate a large, thin-crust pizza with cheese, sausage, pepperoni, onions, anchovies and ...ushrooms. It was yummy, and all the toppings were just what I like on a pizza. Then, I cut a fart that stank so bad it smelled like something crawled up my ass and died. I tried to call you, but I got some guy playing his trumpet on July 20, 1969. Then, I cut a fart that stank even worse than the fart I had expelled previously which smelled like. ”“Jason already has mum.”“Oh fuck no. I suppose you think we’re crazy or something,” she said as she wondered how much she knew.“No way mum. I wish I had known earlier. I would have lived at home a lot longer than I did. But I want to know something else? When you have these parties have you only done it with another couple or have you fucked more than one man at the same time?”Sandra thought how to answer her straight forward question in short. “Let me put it this way. When a swinger’s party. She loves you, Andrea. Very dearly. This is for you, in a way. It's her gift to you. For the two of you. When you got your vasectomy, she didn't know how womanly you wanted to be. She had no idea. She did know that she didn't want to be a mother, that she didn't have the time, or patience, or certainly the desire. So when Ben knocked her up she was going to get rid of it. It was intrusive on her, and certainly on the two of you. But by then she'd seen what a wonderful little homemaker you are,. ” Erin said, and walked over to where Jamie was.“Okay. What do you feel like doing?” Jamie asked, but Erin shrugged her shoulders. “It’s your neck of the woods, what is there to do around here?” She asked, and Jamie thought about it a bit. “Ever rode a horse before?” Jamie asked, as she walked towards the back door. “Have I ever rode a horse before?” Erin said with a sarcastic tone. “You’re kidding right?” She asked, and followed Jamie outside. Inside the stables, Jamie was showing Erin how to.