There were lots of benches all around with people just sitting to chat and watch a half dozen couples rutting in the grass all around the fire. Being...quite hungry, I grabbed some finger sausages and carrot sticks, smartly, all the snacks could easily fit through the small mouth hole in the mask, then walked out to see if I could find my girlfriend. “Having fun?” a ghost-girl sitting on one of the benches asked. I didn't immediately respond because I was too amazed to see her sitting there. She just wanted to die. After what she had just witnessed there didn't seem to be any point to living. She and her family had been totally corrupted to the point of complete moral degradation.The day had started badly and it just got worse as the morning wore on. Lucy felt nervous and irritable. She couldn't concentrate on her work either. The poor woman decided she was going through drug withdrawal from something put in the tea. She couldn't imagine the motive if that was the case. She was. Grandma said we weren’t home and she never gave me the messages.’ ‘That’s not true!’ Marie protested. I pulled photocopies from my briefcase and handed them to Marie. Years of phone records. As she looked at them I said, ‘Out in my car I have photos of every birthday present, Christmas present and other gift I sent to the house and that were returned. I’ll bet you would recognize the handwriting on the packages that says ‘Return to sender.’ It’s your Mother’s handwriting. I wasn’t in Krystn’s. Her legs were long and firm and her ass... holy fuck! It was out of this world. Mom's smooth ass had won her awards in beauty pageants when she was young as it rode high and tight. Her ass jutted out impeccably, nearly creating a soft pillow to rest your head on. Two perfect heart shaped cheeks that stood out to be spanked and groped. Despite of being an unparalleled Goddess, she was a loving mother. Her incredibly naive nature made my sexual appetite grow stronger. I was her cute baby boy.