1. The Plumber's Daughter Chapter 2


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    squirms and swears. There is nothing intimidating about that at all. Wow, talk about an ego booster! There is nothing like making love in the grass at night, it is so wild and primal. Afterward, I held her and stroked her hair. Not so much to comfort Marie because I knew they were happy tears and I love her. Marie: AFTER MY SMALL HAPPY CRY, we dressed and Patrick wrapped us up the large quilt he keeps in the truck. We sat in the grass and talked and shared stories. He had me laughing about killing dragons with a stick and I got a look at his soul when he was a young boy, so I shared my story about my mom; something I never shared with my ex-husband. I told Patrick about the special time I spent with my Mother. Mom still acts in the community theatre and after a performance that is where she first met my father. Dad was hired to do the plumbing work in the restored theatre while Mom was rehearsing and he returned after to watch the play. When I was old enough I helped Mom rehearse her lines and eventually I had my own small parts or walk on parts in the small and mostly adult theatre productions. Dad helped with the props and the lights. He joked that he can’t carry a tune in a bucket, although he bragged about carrying his acting skills in a thimble in his pocket. I also took voice and singing lessons from Mom and we sang together on Sunday in our church choir during mass. In high school I really got involved with all the school plays and in my senior year I played the star ...
    role as Maria from the musical “The Sound of Music”. That was followed by the same part in Mom’s theatre group, the pinnacle of my acting career to both my parents’ delight. Mom was the Mother Superior. Mom and we rehearsed our parts with a passion and then we would laugh and talk afterward. She was sad that I would be attending college in the fall and living on campus. In retrospect, my Mother is far more talented in singing or acting that I can ever hope to be. Mom stole the show and out shined everyone when she sang “Climb Every Mountain”, although I did quite well by coming in a close second from the reviews in the entertainment section in the newspaper. Dad told me afterwards that he never heard Mom sing with such heartfelt passion and love. Mom sang that song “Climb Every Mountain” for me, Marie Antoinette, not the character, Maria. I am my Mother’s pride and joy and her inspiration. When I shared this with him he said this was a precious song between mother and daughter. He said it is a spiritual gift that transcends all”. Mom could have gone places beyond community theatre. She took a sabbatical after I was born. During the first five years of my life to until I entered school, Mom’s entire world was me. I could read when I was three. I entered I kindergarten reading at a third grade level. I was able to express myself with a vocabulary that was unusually large for my age. My drawings and paintings were displayed in every room of our small apartment and then saved in a ...
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