After the woman and her toddler left, he had enough time to make a pot of coffee, enjoy one cup of the steaming brew, and prepare to pour his second c...p when an eight year old child came running in, and asked him to go with him right away. The boy's thirteen year old brother had been rummaging through the nearby dump and his legs had become pinned under a large mound of trash when the heap shifted and collapsed, burying him up to his chest in the putrid pile.Steve shut off the coffee pot,. She seemed very natural as she grinned and giggled while the photographer took the shots. “Go ahead, Emma,” said the photographer, “Go ahead and touch yourself (click) you know you are beautiful (click) express yourself (click) that’s it, you’re beautiful, Emma (click) you’ve really learned.” As he talked to her, she became bolder and began to laugh, almost teasingly, as she began to create more and more naughty poses. She gripped the top of her tunic and leaned toward the camera, laughingly. Stopping for a moment at your belly button. Playing with it. Then moving downward. As I move downward my hard thick cock moves toward your face. I feel your hands reach out and grab it. Your slippery fingers move along the hard shaft. Covering it with syrup. Playing with the head. The head is throbbing and deep purple. I can feel my cock thrusting into your hand. I thrust faster and faster and the feel of your hand on my cock is like heaven. For a moment I almost lose control and I begin. June knew the thing I needed most was a mother and it was a mother's hug I got when I went through that door. And then I got an invitation to call this woman I'd known for all of thirty seconds "Mom". I suddenly had the mother I'd never had and it felt like home. In some ways, I felt more at home there than in the house I'd spent the last eleven years in.Of course, Mom was only part of the equation. Neither her acceptance of me because of Jack or my desire to have a mother's love took Mary into.