I snorted two big lines of alleged Peruvian flake, chopped several more for later reference, lit up a spliff, and undressed. I set a chair in front of...my full-length dressing mirror, and at last, with the poppers, all the phalli, and a fresh jar of lubricant on the dressing table, I slipped off my knickers and squirmed into position, joint smoking from the side of my mouth as I settled. Taking the lube I anointed myself liberally. My legs were hooked up on the arms of the chair, and I was. I went to the lectern, nodded to the audience as they applauded, glanced over at Hannah, our eyes meeting, a slight smile on her lips and then began the reading.I mentioned some things about the poems then started reading, stopping to tell the story of how I wrote a particular poem, read a few more, said a few more things that brought laughter. I looked at a few people as I read, trying to make eye contact. People were attentive, responsive and I noticed one woman jotting down some lines in a. She was stripping off her work clothes and getting into her nightgown. Now I must admit that I have never looked at my mother that way, but it was great. I had a hard-on that would not stop raging.My mom started by stripping out of her blouse. It was a white collared blouse that you could see through and buttoned up the front. She slowly unbuttoned it and let it drop to the floor. Her shapely body was beautiful with just a bra on top. Her light pink bra blended in against her pale skin. She. Dave nodded and said he would. After 5 hours, the doctors came out and spoke to Dave. One called himaside and said, "Ms. your husband is in critical, but stable condition.He should recover, but there are no guarantees."Dave found himself only being able to respond with a nod to the Doctor'swords. The doctor then asked, "Would you like to see him now?"Dave nodded and walked behind the Doctor with Ashley. The doctor showedDave into a room. Dave froze in the doorway as he saw his body.