"He's not going to like it one way or the other. Bob, she's chosen her road, and I don't think Tim is master material. I hope when the time comes he c...n accept that their relationship is over. She would go with him if I told her to but I would never give her to him. Disaster doesn't begin to cover it. Damn! I'm going to need to give this some serious thought. I'm glad you thought to ask the question before it fell on my head. Maybe we could put it on a pop quiz and I could get some ideas." Oh. I tell her yes, instinct.“Would you have done the same thing if you’d thought it was a real policeman?” she persists.“It was feeling I had from this man that makes me act so,” I tell her. “I do not know feeling of real police, so I cannot say. But if police are as you tell me, they seek to make others hold to law and do not do for themselves with no caring for law, then no, I would not do so.”“Well, I’m damn glad you did what you did, even if you don’t know exactly why,” she says. “Here, you’re. I punched in the personals, and decided to see if there was anyone near me, who would like to get together for a man to man mutual blow job fest. I noticed a few real turn on's, but one was in a town near me, so I answered his challenge. About 45 minutes had passed, when I got a text, from this guy, who asked if we could speak right away? he left a number and told me to ask for Randy. I dialed the phone so fast, I think he was a bit caught off guard, but we spoke for a few minutes,. Mrs. Wills came to see me. But no, that is not right. I called her and she came right over. Brought wine. Made me drink some, a lot. Do you know why?"I shook my head. "I'll tell you why." My mother was a woman who became positively voluble once she had enough wine, but curiously, she always made sense. You just had to listen closely because she slurred her words badly soon after the wine was opened but she did not get bleary drunk till long afterwards. Her lips lost their skill but her mind.