Helping her... she didn't know what I meant about using tongues... so I showed her and... it just got out of hand. I'm so sorry." But why? I mean you'...e not into girls so why would you want to mess with her? Just to piss me off?" No, of course not. I never meant to hurt you. And yes I have been with girls. We don't really know each other do we? I do love you though. Give me a chance to make it up to you. Please." Bernie," I said, "It's true what she was saying, she was trying to help me, and it. . To see me sucking someoneâ’s dick. I always tried to be a good mother, i tried to be there for you and give you everything you needed. I was a good mother wasn”t i?” (sheâ’s almost emotionally broken down, standing there nude in front of her son trying to figure out where she went wrong. I on the other hand, just standing there completely hard with my pants unbuttoned) A good mother? Gave me everything i needed? How were you a good mother huh! By walking around in tight clothing or. As I started my pushing lawn mower, I noticed the house behind my above-eye level wood fence. The house went back about a hundred feet from the fence and had an open pool. "Sure would be nice to have that" I thought to myself wishing mine had one. As I went about my mowing, about halfway through finishing the lawn I passed by the fence one last time when I saw movement by the house with the pool. I stopped my mower and wiped my face with my shirt as I walked over to the fence to get a peak for. Do you want to risk that?’ Greg shrugged and shook his head. ‘No,’ he said softly. ‘Then don’t be a dummy,’ Fran said. Greg paid for his soda and headed back out onto the highway. In this time, between the summer and winter seasons, there were few tourists in the area. That meant the remainder of his shift dragged. Finally, he turned off the highway, onto the town road that led to the road his cabin was located on. ‘Should I tell Abby how I really feel about her?’ he wondered as he drove along.