I'll write you again when I have the time. Love, Your son Ian.Miriam sat down and snubbed out her cigarette reading the note over andov...r giving thanks to God under her breath. She wept tears of joy. Her sonwas alive. Gregory walked in seeing his wife crying again. He thought shewas in another state of depression until she looked up with a beautifulsmile."It's from Ian," she held out the note. He read it twice."Where's the envelope?"Miriam handed it to her husband still tearing. " His stiff cock was in his hand, and he stood spread-legged near her. "I always dreamed of fucking you, Mom--ever since I was a little kid. Please let me"Lenore was groggy, but she smiled up at her son and said, "Of course, darling. Come down here to your mother. Oh, what a lovely, strong prick--so hard and so young."With a strangled cry, Harry Lorimer lay down on top of his mother, and she opened her thighs to receive him. He kissed her, and Sunny could see the electric jolt that shook them. Gerry says, “Thank you for your candour, Mister Ambassador. Whatever happens at home in response to you getting yourself and the troops involved in yesterday’s fighting the Berant Government won’t accept a replacement for you. We prefer to deal with people we know to be honest and fair, like yourself and the good Captain beside you. I think we’ll even live with that young CIA fellow staying on at the Embassy because he has the right approach. Captain, I believe the traditional method of. Then she collected herself. Thoughts raced through her head, all coalescing in an instant, and she immediately resolved what to do first.“Center yourself!” she thought. She allowed her body and mind to drop into that “space” she had worked so hard with Kevin to establish when she was learning her meditative “centering” skills for her taekwondo lessons. “Now don’t lose your temper,” she told herself. “And what did Kevin do with Fletcher?” Her mind raced back to when she first met Kevin. “Always.