A lone figure hurried down the street, hesitated briefly at the entrance of a dark alley then with a defiant air strode down it. She had been warned n...t to go through the alley at night but it was late and she was in a hurry, the short cut would save her fifteen minutes on the walk home she reasoned. Despite being a fairly small woman she was confident in her ability to take care of herself. The alley was deserted, she walked briskly head up shoulders straight trying to look as big as her five. . Chris still hadn't been entirely sure if she was really into it, or if she was just faking it really well, and somehow Bobby was just blackmailing her into being his naughty fucktoy.But seeing his mother practically writhing with unashamed, carnal lust on the sheets ... it left no doubt in Chris's mind whatsoever that not only was she willingly being his younger brother's kinky lover, she was also probably in charge of whatever gloriously perverse shit was going on in the bedroom.And probably. Youve been diagnosed as an infrequent ovulater, which is not an unusual condition, by the way. I see many women with the same symptoms, and my theory is that the condition is induced by stress. There may be a number of physical factors that work in combination with stress, but I am convinced that if we humans could eliminate most of our everyday stress, we would be a healthier species. Dr. Henry paused a moment, Im sorry, I have gotten up on my soap box again, I apologize. As I said, you appear. All trace of amusement was gone, either from Carl's tone or his eyes. "All right, fine," Mike said in a clipped but less hostile voice. He stared at the remnants of a lunch as his stomach already churned with indigestion. "Yeah, okay, maybe I've been thinkin' on the past a little too hard lately." Miss your son?" Christ-on-a-pony, what kind of question is that? I missed him since I left Haven." Why don't you ever go back and visit him? I mean, unless the ex slapped something legal on you.