Her coupe de grace was her work at the local food bank. She started sorting food and filling bags and quickly found ways to increase donations while ...treamlining the volunteering process, eventually ending up as the entity’s director.Little did she know that through all of the success and all of the posturing of her family’s status, she was in a rut, an ambition driven self-induced sexual coma. She just didn’t know it quite yet….That brings us to just twenty-four hours before Stephanie’s. I knew it before. But seeing it with the baby I birthed is even more convincing. Veronica yells to get our attention. But when she sees our face she signs to tell us what is wrong. Sometimes what she says is just 'I hurt'. But that is better than just yelling. We change diapers and tell the children they are dirty and getting clean in words and sign. Pretty soon if they have a dirty diaper they yell and sign that they're dirty.Of course sign language can't tell us everything, 'cause they don't. "She really just uses us to bounce ideas off of. Usually lyrics," Margowas explaining.Terry said, "I think that she's just developing a style and she needsus to agree with her or shake our heads. It's just new to her and he'sunsure of herself." I think part of it is just fear of loneliness, too," Margo sipped hercoffee."There's definitely that, too," Terry agreed. "I guess I'd feel thatway, too, if I spent as much time alone in hospitals when I was young.I wish I'd been more thoughtful back. She, too, kept herself trimmed. Her dark brown bush had been formed into a thicker triangle above her droopy cunt lips. Her inner and outer labia were completely shaved. She looked delicious standing there with the water running over her belly and down her legs. Her pussy lips, unlike my little girl slit, protruded somewhat. They looked like little flaps—or, as I shamelessly thought, thick, nasty lips that needed a really good sucking! I was getting turned on just looking at my mother’s body..