Totally vulnerable, she could feel his eyes touching her and she liked it. But, the feeling was halted by a physical touch. Where in the hell he got i... she would ask later, for the feathery touches she was now feeling actually came from a feather. In single grazing motions her neck, arms and chin were assaulted first. As each place was touched in turn a raised trail of goose bumps appeared instantaneously. Every erogenous zone was erect before the feather ever came close to her nipples and the. I immediately, though unintentionally, began fantasying about my mother. I thought about the backpack that was now in the houseboat and its contents. I imagined my mother on her bed again. I saw her nipples straining against the material of her bra, each one straining to stand up as it hardened but the sheer volume of her breasts filling the material and crushing them sideways under the pressure. Her luscious body and her juicy parts strained against the sheer materials of her special undies. I. ..yada yada. I drank the rest of my beer and another and excused myself for a bathroom break. When I came back, I noticed Cody had put a movie in and was kicked back on the couch, sipping his beer and watching.It was the beginning of an old western, one that I'd seen more than a few times. "I love this one,” I said, "It's got one of the best gunfight scenes I've ever seen," Yeah, no doubt, Robert Duvall kicks it in this one."We watched it for awhile, but I think Cody got a little bored, because. Finally she asked, “When you’re done with this, I want to borrow it. Okay?”I nodded and said, “I hope you get as much out of it as I did. Now, you were going to turn my hair white.”She sat back and looked at me in silence for a moment. Then she said, “I guess you went way out on a limb yesterday, telling me about your wild weekend.”I nodded and said, “It isn’t over. We already have some pretty hot plans. I’ll be serving drinks and snacks at Rob’s poker game the Friday after next. I don’t know.