Want them by plastic surgery. We want you to fit in and be important to us. We're like your second home," lectured Josh."That was beautiful man," said...in a teary voice Shawn acting like he is about to cry."So really you guys just want to see some natural large breasts and have your way with them," said Casey looking at both Shawn and Josh."Pretty much. If you wouldn't mind. We would love to see those bad boys. They might need to breathe," said Josh flexing his eyes on Casey's mammoth chest."I'm. You should know that.You've reminded me of... how did you put it... Oh yeah, my situation,enough times."Mom lurched away from me to the bed. She buried her face in her hands.Her body trembled and she began to sob. Seeing her weep, I feltashamed. I hurried over and put my arms around her. "I'm sorry, Mom.Please don't cry," I begged, trying not to cry myself."I can't help it," she said, her voice muffled. "You're so...soun...unhappy. And we fi..fight all the time. We're not a. Sorry mama." "You don't have to apologize baby." Monica hugged him close to her chest, "I loved your father too, I haven't been with anyone since." The two embraced tightly, Ethan stood to take his mama into his arms and they began to sway, slow dancing to some song playing in their minds. After a while, Ethan turned on some music in order to waltz with Monica; as they moved together, her breasts rubbed against his chest and his hands slipped to hold her hips. Perfume radiated from her neck,. "Is this a good time?" You've been a good sport, Kincade. Let me wrap things up, get the guys ready to get everything back to normal and bring the pews back in for tomorrow. A half hour. Okay?" Sure."At that moment a black woman with white hair and what could only be called granny glasses hobbled over to her and said, "Miss Jessie, could I ask a favor?" Sure Ethel."The old black woman leaned over and whispered in her ear."How long?" It's been two days. Sarah told me today that it's been two.