Chapter 1

The movie was quite a good one, but my mind was elsewhere! Tonight, I was thinking about my three-month journey to, what I thought, victory. Everything started three months ago!

I just turned 18 and the high school was ending, with my dick still being dry! In other words, no pussy yet! Of course, my porn collection was vast and the things on top of my list were perversions, especially the taboo ones! I envied some of my classmates whose moms were real MILFís! Mine was miles awayÖ until three months ago!

For the first time I saw her naked! Not full frontal, more sideways with her ass in a full view! Iím an ìass personî so what I saw hooked me up instantly! It was a ìshortî view as I never go to their room, at least not without been invited.

Now, reason why I never before noticed her ass (body was good also) was of her clothing! Fat and overweight people would wear something like that. It didnít show her physique at all. Plus, without makeup her chances of being noticed were zero!

As I said, I was hooked up instantly, and in following days my only thoughts were how to fuck her! My mom can easily pass for a nun, as she never swore or got mad, as far as I remember. Any bad words or in any way mentioning anything sexual was never heard from her mouth.

She was risen that way and got married young with my (now very fat) dad of 20 years older than her. Also, as far as I remember I never heard her saying ìnoî to dad, or complaining.

I came up with a plan! Iíll spy on her and will blackmail her after I, was sure, would find her in a compromising situation! I mean, címon, sheís young, in her prime years (mid-thirties), and even if it didnít look like, for sure, was ìfoolingî around! The quite ones are the worst!

I ìbuggedî her phone with a tracking software, to get the text messages, calls (without voice, only numbers), pics, etc. Changed the webcam they had on their computer with top of the line (1080 and the whole enchilada) Also bugged the comp! Voice, videoÖ everything going on in their bedroom was captured!

Also followed her, as much as I could, with limited time I had! Mostly because of the school! She had only one friend!

A divorced bitch who hated men, but wasnít a lesbian! Even that would have worked out! But not, nothing, zip, zeroÖ Three months with such a devastating result!!!

Not once they had sex, nor sheÖ hadÖ outside of her marriage! Neither dad, as I followed him for a bit! One more camera in their bedroom gave me another point of view! Just in case! They never walked around naked or half ìway!î Once, the camera ìcaughtî a glimpse if his dick, barely visible!

That thing was not more than 3 inches in his best days! Finding this after couple of weeks was encouraging as every normal (female) person would have looked for more, much more! Maybe Iím wrong! Only thing my mom was doing out of ordinary, was chatting! With Sally (her non-lesbian friend) and few others who were kinda men-haters.

This morning my dad went for surgery (nothing ultra-serious) and gonna have to stay for couple of weeks (surgery, recovery and stuff like that)!

So here I was sitting, in front of TV trying to watch a movie, unsuccessfully. Was she so uninterested in sex, or I missed something!? Did her uprising make it this way?! ëFucking bitchí ñ I thought to myself, adding some more ìbeautiful words!î

I turned off the TV and went toward my room! I logged on to computer to see whatís she doing, with her husband absent! As usually she was chatting with Sally and some others from their group (in the chatting room) and after 10 or so minutes she said her goodbyes and start preparing her bed, while the computer was still on and logged on to chatroom. I was pretty upset so I decided to do some ìdamage.î

While she was busy preparing the bed, I changed her chatroom and went to some ìadultî places, where I could use more appropriate nick (I had in mind). As she was using her name and a first letter of last name as a nick (name) I knew it, she will not ìescapeî my wrath! I thought a lot about my nick and came with ìSlutMaster!î

I wrote ìhiî and the comp ìdidî a ringing sound! I saw her (on webcam) turning to see what was that, and slowly she approached the computer. Her knowledge or better, ignorance about computers gave me enough confidence to do (almost) everything with her computer!

So, sheíll not understand if any tampering happened!

But a surprise appeared on her face, probably because she read the nick. She was a slow-typing person so I installed a voice recognition software! She didnít say or do nothing, so I took more initiative!

ñ ìI said hi, you fucking slut! Be a good girl Jane and say hi!î ñ I wrote, and her face was now red! Maybe because I said her name, who knows! She sat on the chair with her eyes fixated on the screen! ëWhat is she thinkingí ñ I thought to myself. She said ìhiî and a microsecond later the word appeared on the screen!

Now, I didnít except any kind of a response, so this was unexpected, and it got me off guard, as I didnít have anything ìreadyî for further conversation. But, a ìlight bulbî lit in my headÖ an evil plan formed!

ñ ìYouíre such a nice SLUT! But, kinda slow in answering! I hope you are not slow at typing!?î ñ I wrote, and after few seconds she said sheís using a voice recognition software. Then she said sheís not a slut!

ñ ìReally!? How did you figure that out?! Ha ha! Youíre a slut who doesnít know is a slut, but still, a slut!î ñ I said (and wrote), and before letting her respond, continued:

ñ ìDo you know how I know you are a slut?!î ñ I asked. She looked kinda ìlostî, so I just continued writing, actually using a voice recognition software, for faster typing.

ñ ìYouíre a housewife in your mid or late thirties, have a kid or two, who lives in a suburban area. Married to a fifteen or older fat fuck, with a small dick!î ñ I wrote, and with a smile, looked at her disbelieved look!

My evil plan was to scare her in hope Iíll get her do something worth blackmailing! Also counted on her obedience, which surprised me, was working even with strangers.

ñ ìCímon SLUT, speak up!!! Am I right you DUMB CUNT!?î ñ I continued, not letting her ìrecuperateî by ìbombingî her with words, non-existing in her vocabulary! ìSlut, bitch, dumb cuntî and similar words in capital, were all over her screen!

She was ìfrozen!î It last for about a minute or so, then a movement like going down, and the connection with chat was gone. The webcam went off too, but with the other (hidden) camera I was able to see that she was quite a bit shaken up!

ëYou want to play like that, ha?!í ñ I said to myself, then thinking more about what to do, decided patience is the best course of action. Sheíll be tomorrow again here (at the chat), or day after tomorrow. I mean, I waited three months for something to happen, anything. This was a jackpot.

The next morning after I woke up and got ready for school, got a good look at my mom to see how was she handling herself. Her look had some concerns, but not that much visible.

I was a bit worried she may call her friend (Sally) to tell her about last night, so I checked her phone throughout the day and jumped at every text message or phone call.

Few messages were exchanged between them, some with dadÖ and thatís it. She was probably too scared and embarrassed to speak up, which was a point for me. I couldnít wait for school day to finish.

The second I got out; I went to my favorite electronic store to buy some ìequipmentî needed for the plan to get ìfully functional.î

Mom greeted me normally and after lunch we went to our rooms. Couple of hours later the dinner, and again back to our rooms. I had some concerns she may not want to chat, butÖ Her computer started, which showed on my remote controlling software. Of course, Sally was there and some of their friends I recognized them from before.

The boring chat went on and on for about an hour. It looked like itís never gonna end. After a while mom said her goodbyes and closed the chat, but that was not a problem for me.

As soon as she turned her back from me (the webcam, to be precise), I restarted the chat and went to the ìadultî part and rang her. She turned her head and came close to the computer, then stopped once she (probably) recognized the nick.

I didnít want to click on accept button, ìbecause I wanted her to press it. I had the mouse (arrow) hovering over the button in case she thinks of bailing out. She was shaking, especially her hands. She stood there not doing nothing so again, I took the initiative. I clicked the button and I started writing.

ñ ìHey bitchÖ what the fuck??! It took you so long to answer! Where you thinking not to answer at all, ha?!î ñ I wrote. A pause and she said ìSorry.î

ñ ìNo sorry, you slut! From now on you answer the second it beeps! You got it?!î ñ I continued writing. She uttered a word ìyesî, but was not ìcapturedî by the speech recognition software so she said it again!

The way I saw it, things were going well! I was feeling pretty optimistic. The threatening way of (my) writing was bringing fruits!

ñ ìWhat happened yesterday, the connection went off?!î ñ I asked, knowing the answer, but I wanted her answer. She was looking left and right, like trying to find and answer.

I waited few more seconds than decided not to torture her more.

ñ ìIt doesnít matter slut. Now is important youíre here and youíll make sure it doesnít happen again! Am I right?î ñ I said, and seeing her face lightening up I knew Iím in a good path to victory. She said ìyes.î

To me it looked like we established some ground rules, so now I needed to do some more ìtesting.î When I restarted the chat (adult part) I also started the Skype and let it run in background, without her noticing.

So, this was the next test. With Skype I can have the video and she canít escape anymore. A computer beeped and a Skype invitation appeared on screen! ìSlutMasterî asked to be accepted! After a bit of hesitation, the mouse ìwentî to the ìnoî button! ëShitÖ, fuckí ñ I said to myself, and before she clicked I ìmovedî the arrow above ìyes!î And clicked! ëFucking bitch, she wanted to bail againí ñ I said (to myself) and then I wrote:

ñ ìThanks for accepting, slut!î ñ and after a little bit she wrote back

ñ ìYouíre welcome!î ñ she said,

ñ ìYouíre welcome master!î ñ I wrote back. She didnít understand, which I could tell by her look on her face, so I explained to her that from now on she has to say ìmasterî after finishing the sentence or the answer.

ñ ìSay it, you SLUT!?!î ñ I wrote and pretty fast she answered with a ìyes master.î

I was thinking to start a video conversation but then, I thought it may be too fast.

This was going pretty well, so no need to rush things. Could lose. Small talks. Just to break the ice. To put it (her obedience) to the right track. Me to be a real master, and she, to be a real slave.

ñ ìSo, is it true?!î ñ I said, referring to yesterdayís conversation we had. I knew it sheíll not understand whatís this about, so I continued,

ñ ìAbout yesterday you slut! Things I guessed about you!î ñ I wrote and waited for her response.

ñ ìSome of it itís correct.î ñ she said and I asked which ones

ñ ìIím married in my mid-thirties and I have a kid. An 18-year-old boy.î

ñ ìReally?! What about your hubby?î ñ I wrote, checking to see whatís gonna say about him, especially about his ìthingî, little thing, to be precise.

ñ ìWhat about him?î ñ she said,

ñ ìIím sure heís fat and older than you. What about his dick? Is it as small as I think or smaller? Címon slut, speak the truth!î ñ I wrote back. She was stammering while talking so the word appeared kind of gibberish (on the screen), so she had to correct herself, and manually write half of the sentence.

ñ ìI donít know what are you talking about, what do you mean?!î ñ she finally wrote.

ñ ìAre you dumb?! Or it is something wrong with you!!?? I am asking for his dick size. Inches, feetís, metersÖ whatever you use to measure? You understand know?! ñ I wrote. She looked for a while at the screen, probably thinking what to say, as she had (looked like) no idea about sheís supposed to say. So, she just said:

ñ ìI think it is normal.î

ëAre you fucking kidding meí ñ I said to myself. She thinks his size is normal. For fucking sure she had never seen another dick in her life, but there are other means of finding how a dick looks like, and the sizes.

Internet, porn (video cassettes, DVDís), photos from magazinesÖ Not to mention, dick size is (for sure) one of the major themes in girls talking.

ñ ìWhen you sucked his dick, there you saw and felt his size!î ñ I had to ask, and her response surprised me. She never had his dick in her mouth. ëWhat da fuckí ñ I said to myself. Canít be true, but more surprise where on the road.

ñ ìI never touched his Öî ñ she said without pronouncing the word ìdick.î ëOkayÖso, she never touched or sucked his dick! What about other dicks? Can this be possible?í ñ I thought, then asked her about other dicks.

ñ ìNo. I never had anybody else, expect my husband.î ñ she said. After a few seconds remembered she forgot the ìmasterî word, and wrote it immediately.

ñ ìWhat about your pussy? Did she lick it, at least?î ñ I asked. She lowered her eyes when seen profanity, as she was especially shy, even as nobody was looking at her, at this moment. At least, not that she knew about it.

Her answer was negative, with a ìmasterî at the end. I read there are men and women who do not like to do oral, butÖ Still, if my dad wanted ìheadî, all he had to do was ask for it.

I was virgin, but I knew the moment Iíll ìgrabî a pussy, fucking will not happen without a licking! The way I saw it she probably didnít even had an orgasm with him, maybe not all! I had to ask.

ñ ìHey slut, do you masturbate?!î ñ I asked, as I was really curious! In those three months I didnít see her once, masturbating!

ñ ìWhat masturÖ masturbating means, master!î ñ she said, and I was, again, what da fuck!!! I explained her, simply saying: ìplaying with your pussy until you cum, have an orgasm.î Simpler than that canít be explained.

She said once Sally, her friend, spoke about that, but didnít say much. quite short, as that was not of any importance.

I felt a little bit sorry for her, but now it was time for attacks, not sentimentality. I was not prepared for video conversation as I needed some equipment to hide my voice, so to make my appearance a bit ìmystiqueî, and frightening at same time.

Still, I was worried this chance may fade out, as of tomorrow she may decide not to go to computer anymore. All I needed is for ìmasterî to know how she looks, so she canít ìescape.î

I ìinvitedî her for a video conversation and without waiting for her to press the ìacceptî button, I clicked for her. And then she appeared.

The look on her face was priceless. On the other side (my side) there was a black screen as I blocked the camera view. As I didnít have the equipment to hide my voice, my only option was to write. But I was pretty fast in typing, but anyway I had no intention to prolong this conversation.

ñ ìYou look as I imagined you. We gonna do great things together, slut!î ñ I wrote, and she was just staring and not moving a muscle. So motionless. I was feeling so powerful.

ñ ìArenít you suppose to say something to your master when he gives you a compliment?!î ñ I wrote and almost instantly she said:

ñ ìThank you, master!î

ëNot badí ñ I thought, and I told her (in writing) I have to go, but will see her tomorrow at (more or less) same time. She agreed with a ìyes master.î

As the day before in the morning, I ìcheckedî my mom to see her expression and could tell it showed more concerns then yesterday. Just before leaving for school she asked me a question concerning chat and Skype.

She wanted to know can somebody on chat or Skype find where somebody lives, address and other private stuff. Before I answered I asked her whatís this about. She was struggling to find a good answer, and with her ìlowî ability in lying I knew sheíll have difficulties to find something, so I decided to ignore my question and answer, in my way.

ñ ìOf course! If heís good with computers! The chat has the IP address which points to your physical address, plus, if it is connected with Skype account, even easier!î ñ I said, making her even more uncomfortable. I was glowing inside.

Looks like she came up with an answer to my previous question (why she needed this information), as she said:

ñ ìSally asked. Not being concerned, but sometime she talks with unknown people, soÖî

She stopped, face fully red, for the lies she just said. I told her if Sally needs any help, I can reroute her IP address so nobody can find her.

ñ ìIíll tell herî ñ she said, then gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to the kitchen. As usually the school dayÖ so boring, and never to end. Thru my (spy) app I checked on her to see if sheís gonna talk to Sally, or text.

She did, of course, as that were doing on a daily basis, but nothing ìincriminating.î So far so good, and after tonight I believe, Iíll establish a good master-slave relationship.

After visiting my favorite electronic store and happy with the ìequipmentî I bought it there, I head it straight home. Once there I checked on my mom, especially looking for any sign of different behavior then this morning.

Everything looked ìnormal!î She showed signs of discomfort and fear. I ate good then went to my room so set up my equipment, which took me about an hour or so.

I did some homework, just to have my mind occupied with something as I couldnít wait for the night to fall. Of course, I beat up my, almost eight inches, meat while thinking of things future is having in store for me.

Around 9 oíclock I checked the momís webcam and saw her on computer looking at something. Checked the remote controlling software to see whatís got her interestÖ She had the Skype opened and was just staring at the screen. ëGood girlí ñ I said, and without any ado I invited her to join the video chat. It startled her and I waited to see if sheíll be the one to answer. She did.

On my side the screen was black and the mike was ìgoingî thru a device with voice altering possibilities. My mom was very visible and even she looked frightened, it was a sight to see.

ñ ìGood to see you, slut!î ñ I greeted her and she answered immediately with ìthank you, masterî and,

ñ ìItís good to see you too, master!î ñ she said. ëWeíll see how good is to see me!í ñ I said to myself. Now, I was about to start the ìreal powerî testing and she complies everything else should go smother.

ñ ìOk slut, letís have a look at you! Take off that sweater!î ñ I said and waited to see her reaction. With a ìyes masterî she slowly pulled the sweater off and throwed it in the bed.

ëNow, the bra is in lineí ñ I said to myself, then I told her to remove the bra, for real. She looked around like trying to find an escape or maybe courage to do that.

ñ ìI didnít hear you saying yes master, slut! Whatís going on?î ñ I said raising my voice.

ñ ìSorry master!î ñ she said and took of her bra. She put her hands over her tits, covering them. My cock was skyrocketing, jumping in my pants, so I had to release it.

ñ ìRemove those hands you slut! I need to see those tits!î ñ I said and she removed her hands and turned her head sideways not looking to the camera.

Tits were not bad, a little saggy, but with beautiful nipples. Mid-size. Iím an ìass personî so I donít give much credit to tits, and I donít like them too big. I told her to put the hands under her tits, and she did it.

ñ ìWhen I told you to take the bra you hesitated, and I donít like that. Not listening to your master, itís a path for punishment! Do you understand, slut?î ñ I said, and after she said ìshe understoodî I decided what kind of punishment.

I told her to pinch her nipples. She put her fingers on both nipples and started twisting and squeezing, at the beginning gently then, listening to my instruction, she did it harder. A grimace of pain was all over her face, but she was not stopping.

Not until I told her. She released a sigh of relief and after she ìrecoveredî herself, told her no more hesitations or not obeying my commands. Gosh, I was having a great confidence, now it may happen, THE FUCKING.

ñ ìNow itís time for the pajamas to go!î ñ I said and with a ìyes masterî she stood up and slowly removed her pajamas. She was wearing some ugly underwear, like old ladies in her nineties. ëThis is horribleí ñ I said to myself, and asked her to take off the pants.

She did, but by doing that she ìremovedî herself from the view of the camera. Then in a few seconds ìthe pictureî came back.

She was covering her pussy with her hands, so I told her to remove the hands. There was so much ìbushî you couldnít see, a dick if it was there.

ñ ìWhat the fuck is that, slut?î ñ I asked her and she quizzingly asked ìwhat master?.î

ñ ìThat bush there? What is that? This is not the 5th century!!î ñ I almost yelled, as this threw me of tracks. My dick started to shrink.

I couldnít believe something like that could have such an effect on me, or should I say, my dick. I had some plans for tonight, even a video ready to show her what a real fuck looks like, but nowÖ

ñ ìThis is not acceptable! Your master is absolutely not pleased. And you donít want your master to be ënot pleased!í First thing tomorrow it will be for you to shave that shit and have it waxed!î ñ I said. Also, I gave her an address of a place nearby (her) were she can do the complete waxing.

Once overheard some of the girls talking about their favorite places for that kind of ìbody work.î I really overheard them. Didnít spy!

She had a surprising look on her face, probably because I knew the place, even better than her. She said ìyes master.î

ñ ìIf you are having a pussy like that, you probably donít have any thongsÖ and probably donít know what are they! Do you?!î ñ I said, but she surprised me by saying she knew. Once she saw them at Sallyís place. She explained.

ñ ìGood slut! Buy some, and be ready tomorrow night. Nine oíclock sharp!î ñ I said to her before going to bed. I was a bit disappointed, but I knew patience will give fruits.

She didnít have that frightening look in the morning, so I thought maybe sheís starting to like the ìmaster-slut stuff.î The day at school passed pretty fast, as I had some projects to do, so I was kind of busy all (school) day!

After the school I went to the ìwaxingî place hopping to catch mommy, but she was not there! I waited around for a while then went home! Mom was not there, and to me that was a good sign! I made a sandwich, something simple as Iím not good at cooking and just as I finished, mom opened the door! She was startled seeing me home.

ñ ìHi sweetie! Youíre home!!! I thought youíll be with your friends out until dinner!î ñ she said and went to her room quite fast, holding some shopping bags, which gave me a twitch on my dick, knowing, or at least guessing, whatís inside is what I hopped for.

She came after few minutes and our conversation went as normal asÖ normally. I went out with a friend of mine I usually hang out, just to kill some time, and told mom not to make dinner, as I will eat out.

It was almost nine oíclock, so I settled myself at the computer and also fixed the ìequipment.î I checked her computer andÖ she was there, waiting, as it looked like, impatient. I opened Skype and invited for video conversation!

ñ ìThere you are slut! Stand up! Let me see you!?î ñ I said. She stood up and moved a bit from the camera, so I was able to see her ìcomplete!î

She was wearing the pajamas (up & down) as the night before! I told her to remove the upper part (of the pajamas) and enjoying the view of seeing her in her bra, asked for the bottom one ìto goî too! She complied without hesitation and with the usual ìyes master!î

Black thongs and a matching bra looked awesome on her. I told her to turn around and stopped her when her ass was ìfacingî me. ìWhat a great fucking viewî ñ I thought and after a minute or so, enjoying the view, I asked her to remove the bra. She complied. I liked those tits. Canít wait to suck on them!

ñ ìRemove those thongs and let see did you listen to your master, slut!î ñ I said, and yes, listen she did. Her pussy looked smooth as babyís ass.

Then I told her to lay down on the bed and facing me, and to open wide her legs. Her movements were kinda slow, but she did it. Even seeing the pussy live thru a camera, it was a much different thing than seeing the pussy on porn. I could have cum there.

She was using the Bluetooth earpiece, so no danger of her son hearing the noisesÖ, she was going to ìproduce.î I had planned this night with some ìshow.î A porn shows. For the first time she will see a porn movie and (hopefully) have an orgasm.

The movie in question was a ìsimpleî porn movie, but it will work for ìus.î Itís about a woman, by the looks, in her thirties, playing with herself. And thenÖ letís not spoil the movie!

ñ ìIíll show you a movie! Look at it and listen to my commands!î ñ I said to her and with a great interest she got her eyes glued to the screenÖ waiting for what is to come. I told her to stay in the position she was, with her legs spread wide and hand on pussy.

The movie started, showing the woman completely naked, except the high hills, playing with her pussy. I told her to do the same. As the movie had some close shots, it was very clear what she was doing.

While the movie was going on, I would pause from time to time to see how she was doing. Her breathing was heavy and it was clear she was enjoying ìherself.î

After several minutes, in play came a guy who was ìstunnedî seeing a naked woman masturbating. With one hand she beckoned him to come closer and her eyes were glued to his junk.

Without much talk he released the ìsnakeî which was a good size, and showed her down the throat. She didnít stop playing with herself, letting him do the ìjobî, fucking her mouth. I told ìmy slaveî to continue beating her pussy while watching the movie. It was no need, her eyes were glued to the screen, and her hands didnít move from her pussy.

ñ ìBeat that cunt you slut! Let me see you cum!î ñ I was almost yelling. The ìooohhhî and ìuhhhî sound were all she could muster to ìgiveî, while beating her pussy and wiggling her body, faster and faster. It was clear she was close, so I asked her that question. Barely she got a ìyes masterî out of her heavy breathing mouth.

Now, the guy in the movie was pounding her pussy with a loud noise, slapping his body with hers. Seeing something like thatÖ, that for sure never happened to her, finally triggered the long, long awaiting release.

She came, and started twitching her body while holding her loud noises as low as possible. It lasted a minute or so, and was beautiful to watch. Neither I could resist, so with few strokes I came to a powerful ejaculation.

After couple of minutes she started ìcoming backî and looked at the screen, where the movie was still ìrolling.î I stopped the movie and waited for her to catch the breath, as I needed too. Also, I was not done yet. Had some demands for tomorrow.

ñ ìSo, slut, how wasÖ everything? Did you like it?î ñ I asked her and her answer was a ìvery happyî yes.

ñ ìI never felt something like that, master. It was amazing!î ñ she added., her face glowing. ëYep, the bitch was glowingí ñ I said to myself, then after I ìregainedî full power started with some demands.

I asked for the wardrobe change and makeup. Noted to her, everything is just to wear at home. For now. The list was not long. Mostly tight fit clothes and some sexy underwear. I also told her I am going to send her some ìtoysî, of course, very discretely.

Again, in the morning I checked on her, and yes, you could see the difference. Happier, moreÖ everything. When I pointed to her look, she got all red and only said she had a good dream. ëI know what kind of dream was, you slutí ñ I thought, then after finishing the breakfast, rushed out to catch the bus for school.

I ìcutî the school a bit shorter, as I couldnít wait to go home. Mom was not there, so I waited around and then when I saw her with some bags, I got excited. She was doing everything, to the letter, as it looked like.

I waited a little bit more, for her to be ready ìfor me.î I slowly opened the door, and went straight for her room. She was there, as I could hear her movement, while unpacking stuff. I knocked and she said to wait.

ñ ìYouíre early, sweetie!! Is it everything okay?î ñ she said, and I told her that everything was ok.

ñ ìA teacher didnít come, so the day was ìcutî short.î ñ I said. Then I looked over her shoulder, which was not difficult, as sheís only 5í 4î and Iím 6í tall.

ñ ìYou did some shopping, mom?!î ñ I asked her like I was surprised. She got all red and said she did. She started explaining me what is in the bagsÖ