"Must thank your friend Beth, I guess. You know, I always thought she was a little weird..." You're right, she is," I laughed. "But in a good way." An... I guess it's safe to say this now," he added. "She's pretty hot..." Touche, Timmy, touché," I laughed.We lay in a post-orgasm c*** for long minutes. Then my cell rang. I grabbed it and smiled. It was Beth."Hey honey...oh yeah, it went great, really great, better than great," I said with a sigh. "Tim? He's right here! Yes, I told him all. "I have no need of the money, and no desire for your Khanate. There are no rebels in Kobekistan except my eldest son, the Crown Prince, and I have him well under control," replied the Emir, "I will explain exactly what will happen to you. You will be humiliated a little here as my scruffiest soldiers enjoy your mother, your wives, your concubines, your catamites, and your arse in that order. Then you will be taken to Kobekistan where the doctors will check you are properly prepared and fit. I guess at this point, it's time for me to clear something up. I'm one of the few people who didn't call her Aunt Bessie.You see—the person everyone called Aunt Bessie—Well, I called her Mom.The Winter of 1938Winters in the Midwest are always bitter cold. That winter we were eking out a hard-bitten existence. Fortunately, all summer long we had cut and stacked firewood down one side of our old house, so we stayed warm and cozy.In addition, my mother, like every other year, had spent the summer. " but I couldn't be sure. She giggled and said "Must be a Cowboy." Her perfume lingered as she moved away. I tryed to catch every little bit of it! She was kneeling down looking for something on the bottom shelf as I turned the corner. She glanced up for just a moment. Was that a smile? I wished I knew for sure but as I got closer she kind of flipped her dress as she stood up. I KNOW my jaw dropped as a whisper of lace showed between her thighs. She turned away just as fast. Were her cheeks.