‘So how long if I just go home?’ I asked him. ‘Six months, 12 tops,’ he said. I thought for a second, made my decision. He stood up and shook my hand. ‘How about I send Tina over for a massage?’ he asked me with a grin. ‘She would like that, me too!’ ‘Sure, on me!’ I told him, and went out and hopped in my new z06 Corvette. I got some tears in my eyes on the way home, hell, I wasn’t ready for any of this. I guess no one ever is. Headed north on the freeway, I decided to lay the car out. After all, ‘Just what the hell are they going to do to me!’ I thought, as I found a clear stretch and laid my foot down. The machine responded instantly, letting out a throaty howl as I hit 6000 in 3rd, then 4th, then 5th! 150, 160, 170, 180, I slipped out into the center divider and shot by a pair of shocked motorists running 70 or so side by side. I heard the rattle of some gravel flying up, ‘There goes the paint!’ I thought. Then I realized I didn’t give a damn about the finish anymore. I rolled. My mother, Jas, was an office secretary. A typical office lady, she handled administrative matters and assisted her boss. Because of her years of experience working with that company, she was highly valued and even did the accounting despite having no formal training.Her long silky black hair that extended to the middle of her back was what had inspired me to let my hair grow. Possessing doe-eyes and small pink lips that never seem to be chapped, she looked much younger than her actual age. Even now at the age of fifty-one, she still looked as though she was still in her thirties.She was relatively slender, and her build was average. She was about a head shorter than my dad, standing at around 1.61m. Like most Asian women, her 32A chest was nothing to boast about. However, she did both yoga and kickboxing during the weekends which helped define her flat stomach and round but firm ass.Personality-wise, she was clumsy, almost kind of like a ditz. She’s entirely oblivious to her.
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