I would remind the court that perhaps this is a decision not best made in haste or anger." [Note to Authors: Lawyers really talk like that. You can te...l from my other stories that I wouldn't write shitty dialog like this unless that's how they really speak. They do! That's why you can never understand anything they write. They're even more fucked up when they have time to think about it.] [## Note to readers: I won't interrupt anymore. Promise. ##]The judge seemed to settle. A little. He called. Shesaid she was hungry so we drove out to a nearby take-away place and grabbed a couple of hamburgers We gotback to my room and ate while watching telly, but sincethere was nothing much on, we switched it off andtalked, making some tentative plans to visit someattractions. At about ten, Angela said she needed to change,and I decided to bust out some cognac. When she cameout of the bathroom, all she was wearing was an over-sized polo shirt with the top three buttons undone andthe bottom. His waist narrowed as his hips rounded. His legs became smooth and curved."You may want to see what you look like," the woman said making an odd gesture with her hand. The air in front of T-Jay shimmered and changed to a mirror-like surface.The woman in the mirror didn?t look at all like T-Jay Kendall. He nose and lips were fuller suggesting an African ancestry, while her eyes had the almond shape of an Oriental. Her skin was tanned, a light coppery color. She was damned pretty, though,. When we had found them all Mom was getting it from old Mr. Perkins. She cooed, she smiled, and she said that Mr. Perkins was definitely one of her best all time lovers. He had her blouse pushed up past her hanging breasts and he was fondling them. Mom had nice breasts. I watched as he pushed into her fanny causing it to jiggle. When he cum and pulled out, he was huge. It dangled down semi flaccid but it was still as big as a baby’s arm. I was glad that he hadn’t put that monster in me.Mom.