”Now you gotta understand thet Ah ain’t no whore whut goes round fukkin fer money. Shore, Ah fucks a lot. But it be just nachural lak eatin and pi...sin. Somethin yer body does and laks. And I laks it a lot ever since cousin Jeb shewed me how it’s dun.He’s ma favrit cousin. When Pa gits in jail fer something he’s raht here helpin out, specially with Ma at night. He makes her squeal and moan jest lak Pa does. When Ah started mah monthy then Ma had him shew me what that cure fer thet crotch itching. " she said with a smile. I just stared at her and I understood what she meant. It wasn't about girls eating each other's pussies or guys rimming each other's assholes. It was about love and caring and above all sharing. My mother let me eat her freshly fucked asshole because she was gracious enough to share her excitement with her only son. Unlike those selfish whores who fucked men and denied their sons even the sight of their bodies, my mother shared her every experience with me. I was the. Mr Potter told me that as far as he knew it was in the library, because Lady Anne, we had now discovered that it was short for Angelica, had told him so. No, he didn't have a key or a combination. Odd.We sat there. I rang for Mrs Johnson. No, she had no idea, in fact she said, she didn't even know there was a safe. Strange.But she would bring us some tea. Not strange, just English.HL started to prowl about the room, whilst I sat looking at it. The room was largely panelled, with built in. She flew down to Texas for Thanksgiving to meet Nolan's parentsand family. This was a new experience for Gina, meeting the family thatshe was involved with. As Mike he never met the families of the girls hewent out with, one reason was because he was only using them for sex.Second, he avoided entanglements at all cost.Most of her relations as Gina, while deeper and more genuine than Mike'srelationships didn't last long enough to meet the parents. Even herlongest relationship, with Travis never.