In morning when I wake up my mom is already took bath and she came to wake me up with coffee but I held her loose end of sarry , she suddenly feel dow... on bedMom- ohh son leave me your father is outside we can do it laterMe-no my lady I want you nowMom- are you not satisfied in nightMe-no, I always want you whenever you nearest to meMom- we made out about 2 hours sonMe- mom I can fuck you all night you want know thatMom-yes can you fuck me all nightMe-okay today night you are not going to sleep. Plus, I'd been inherently dishonest with her. In a sense, I had pretended to be someone I wasn't. For all intents and purposes, she'd been interacting with the mind of a man in his forties, although she didn't know that. By all rights, that person was me, or at least a part of me. But she saw me as a teenager, and it was disingenuous and deceitful for me to play any other role. I'd let my inner adult come forth to increase my chances of scoring with her, and then, kept up the charade. And the. I was using a walking, or zimmer frame to get around. I was told that I would only need it for a month or two but I'd always walk with a limp, and wouldn't handle stairs well. By the end of each day my back was on fire due to the different lengths of my legsI was surprised when Blue Cross kicked in with eight thousand six hundred bucks for the loss of a hand. After thinking about it I considered it an insult. How the hell would that cover rehab or the loss of earning power?My apartment had been. The meal finished we settled down with our drinks when this women came up and asked to join us. “Hi I am Miranda” she said in a very sexy deep voice. I thought it was odd but she was very attractive with a dress that showed off her assets, if you get my drift. She and Cathy struck up a conservation while I just sat and appreciated the view. After several drinks Cathy asked if she would like to come home with us. I was flabbergasted. I began to understand. This was a pick-up joint. Very high.