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The Mom Memories: Frank's Story
Hi everyone. My name is Frank. I won't say my mother's name, I'll just call her Mom. My story isn't that long and maybe not that exciting, but it is what happened. My Mom and Dad always seemed to get on well and were about the same age. I was close to Mom because...
The Mom Memories: Francis' Story
Hi everyone. My name is Francis and this is what happened with my mother. My Mom is quite thin, always has been. She has a fairly pretty face but you wouldn't give her body a second glance because she's quite flat-chested and doesn't have much of an ass, either...
The Mom Memories: Evan's Story
My name is Evan. I want to tell you about my Mom, Edith, and what happened in my last year of high school. I was hanging with some friends and we stopped at a local mall to pick up some beers on the way over to my friend Jim's place. I waited in the car while Jim...
The Mom Memories: Craig's Story
Hi. I'm Craig, and my mom's name is Myra. Before I start telling you about us, let me give you a bit of background. My Dad and Mom have been together for 26 years, three years of dating with my father trying to convince Mom to marry him, followed by 23 years of...
The Mom Memories: Colin's Story
Hi. Colin here. So I'm going to tell you about my Mom and I. She was quite a bit younger than my Dad, being his second wife. He had two kids with his first wife. They divorced because of his affair with my Mom. I wasn't supposed to know that but my older half...
The Mom Memories: Calvin's Story
Hello group. My name is Calvin. I hope my story doesn't drag on too much. It isn't as exciting as some of yours. I'm not very good at writing so I'll just get right to it.
My Mom is tall and slim, with black hair that she wears long, either just the way it is...
The Mom Memories
Hi. My name is Dave. I'd like to tell you about what happened after my father had a very debilitating stroke. My mother asked if I would go through the stuff in his office when I came home from college for the summer because she didn't want to do it and Dad seemed agitated when...
அனிதா ஒரு 22 வயது இளம் பேரழகி.நடந்து செல்லும் போது எந்த ஆணாக இருந்தாலும் திரும்பி பார்க்க வைக்க கூடிய அழகி இன்று அவளுடைய மருத்துவ கல்லூரியின் கடைசி நாள்.
இந்த காலேஜில் அவள் ஒரு கனவு நாயகி . சுண்டினால் இரத்தம் வரக்கூடிய தங்க நிற தேகமும் அழகான மாங்கனிகளும் மெல்லிய இடையும் வாளிப்பான...
The Inheritance
Grandpa was dying. I hadn't seen him since we moved away seven years ago but my memory was of a strong man who would live forever. He always said if the war couldn't kill him, nothing could.
It was a long call and by the time she got off the phone Mom was really upset which...
Tanning with Mom
During my last summer of school it slowly dawned on me that my Mom was actually a member of the sex I was particularly interested in, a real and deceptively sexy woman that I wanted to know in more ways than as just her 18 year old son.
Not being sports-minded, I didn't have...
Suspicious Mom
I can't say I've had a bad marriage. Over twenty-three years it has had it's ups and down but mostly ups, although, for the past seven it's been neither. In fact, you could say it had become boring. At times, I became concerned about the bland nature of our marriage but not...
Staying on the Farm With Mom
The prairies suck. At least, that's what I thought when I was coming of age at the end of the depression. My elder half-brother Hank left me behind on the farm when he ran off to fight the fascists in Spain. That caused considerable worry for our parents and...
Son's 18th Birthday Present
I took the envelope from Mom and opened it.
"What is it?" I asked, then saw the name of the local college and its logo embossed on the upper left corner of the white envelope. I pulled the single page out but Mom's nervous smile offered the only hint I really...
Son Rise
It was a beautiful, sunny morning. Despite the pull of the sun's hazy rays filtering through the blinds, I couldn't bring myself to get up. Not yet anyway. Saturday was my day to sleep in, even the first one of the month when my husband Ken celebrated his brief moment of manhood.
He...
Soaking Mom
Where to start? I don't know. Well, my mother was a legal secretary, one of many attractive women working in a large law firm. Most of the women were on the lookout for a husband and dressed to the nines, in full battle competition, going breast to breast with their coworkers. A lot...
Scorn and Reconciliation
Mom picked me up from the airport when I returned from my first year in college. I almost didn't recognize her, she had lost so much weight. Upon closer examination in the car on the way home, I realized she hadn't lost a lot of weight so much as reconfigured, or...
Riding With Mom
My father had promised me a trip when I finished college. He said it was a good idea to get away from it all to give yourself a chance to reset your mind. I knew my father had traveled in his youth, so I was pretty geared up for where he was going to send me, at his expense. I...
Playing with Mom
My parents were both a match and a mismatch. Dad was a senior executive and Mother stopped pursuing her own career once she married. Dad's career became their joint project and each of them focused their attention on reaching the top, which they did. Social networking was...
Piano Mom
First Sight
I'm an accomplished piano player for my age. I won't say pianist because I'm not that talented but I've had many years of training, starting with lessons at the age of five from my piano teacher mom.
Mom is a stay-at-home wife who always supplemented our family income...
Paula
"You'll love England," my boss said, sweeping aside my reservations in three simple words. "Besides," he added, "it will be good for you to get away."
I couldn't argue with that. Linda had passed away four years ago and, despite my detached response, my friends hadn't tired of trying to...
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