Carol, was a true Farmer's Daughter. She was large, raw boned, not an ounce of fat on her, she was buxom. Those breasts were glorious. Her hands were ...aw and red just like mine were from milking cows twice a day. She was a blonde, she was Swedish. I kept expecting to hear her speak with an accent. But she didn't. Her Grandparents had come over from Sweden and she was an all American Girl through and through.I came to find out later that the reason she chose me to dance with was, because I was. She was wearing a blue tank top with short Jeans​, blue bra was visible at armpit because shoulder cut was big and also cleveage was visible because of deep neck and her short Jeans was not even covering her thies. I couldn’t​ control myself I got erection. Even I didn’t see such avatar of my mom . We went to have lunch outside . We got in to the bike ,she was sitting at the back hugging tightly I could feel her boobs we had our lunch and went to sight scene and at night we had our dinner out. ”Thanks for the comfort and support, whore. “Okay.”What the fuck was I going to do?I used the computer in the shop the next morning and found a surprising amount of private investigators. Who knew Colorado was a hot bed of illicit activities? How was I supposed to determine which one was the best? I had no idea. I chose the one with the website I thought looked the most professional.In two weeks, I had all the information I needed. She was fucking our kid’s pediatrician. I shouldn’t have been. Blakemore was selected high in the first round of the NFL draft by the Miami Dolphins. He spent five years on the Dolphins and garnered three Pro-Bowl rings before he blew out his right knee in a freak misstep on a rain slick field. By then though, he’d earned his Juris Doctor degree from the University Of Miami School Of Law. So without missing a beat, Blakemore moved to our city, signed on with Crossman and Fielding, and his legal star has been on the ascension ever since. There was even.