Mom gave me a long look, "I thought you said you still had a few weeks of work to do"."Nope, two days".Mom snuggled up to me, "Well I guess you are a ...it more focused now".We laid there holding each other. After a while I noticed mom's breathing had slowed down. She had drifted off. As tired as I was before, I could not go to sleep now. All I could think of was; the roof needed to be finished, before that I still had a bit of work left on the rafters, the damage to the floor can be sanded and. She laughed lightly. “Don’t worry, baby, we have an… understanding. When he’s away from home, he helps him- self to those hot little Latin women, and I get whatever cock I can. Hell, I fucked your friend Tim Jefferson just last weekend.” My eyes widened. Tim, the kid who delivered our paper…? She had good taste, I guess; he was a handsome kid, in a swarthy kind of way. Maybe fifteen. The thought of my own Ma giving it to the paperboy dissolved the last of my. He walks up to him and he rubs his snout very gently against his arm, he has never done anything like that, weird. My boyfriend walks into his box and the stallion prances and gently nudges him all the time. My boyfriend continues wondering, but likes it. I watch him leading the stallion out to the bar where he always takes his sperm. The stallion suddenly becomes very nervous. He pulls on his gloves as usual and notices that he didn't have to get the stallion in the mood today, his gigantic. ." She didn't finish, and she kind of went into slow motion until she stopped, still a couple of feet from my desk. She leaned forward and peered at the skates. "You," she finally finished, not nearly as excitedly as she'd started. She put her hands on her hips and one foot went forward to leave her in a wide, well balanced stance.The smile I'd pasted on my face slipped a bit."I value honesty in a man, Bob," she said, her voice low."Um ... as you should," I said weakly."Those aren't my skates,.