Then Mom said, “Ted get over here and fuck me. We only have an hour before my husband comes home.”My father’s name is Henry not Ted. Ted is our ...eighbor’s name though! Mom must have thought that I was Ted so I walked over to where Mom was lying. I could see that she had on those tiny eye protection glasses that she wears when she goes in the tanning booths at the salon. I have a couple of pair of them too and you can’t see shit with them on. I swear you can look directly at the sun and it might. I was coming down from my buzz and I looked out the door, across the courtyard a guy was standing on his balcony with a huge grin, oh well I thought, I am way past being embarrassed by a guy watching me, in fact I liked it. I drifted off to sleep still covered in cum. Monday morning came on off to work, I head for the elevator, the doors open, A guy is running down the hallway to catch it so I hold the door for him. He steps in and the doors close, "nice show the other night" he says, " aah ah. Then in my bedroom had a moment of Religious guilt thinking I was surely going to HELL. The guilt subsided by the images of him smoking and his dick filled my mind until I could no longer take it and would master bate 4 times in a row to the memory of my first experience - I was DONE ! and would never be the same. Oddly I had 3 other experiences like it with other random Portuguese men in my neighborhood all blue collar, landscapers, construction working, truck driven, Cigarette smoking, HORNY,. I knew all the stories, relishing them as a child: the Tyrants, Mark and Mary, who could enslave you with a single word, and who commanded the forces of nature itself; silver-tongued Alison and her demonic wife Desiree, who could suck out your soul with her kiss; April, with her eyes made of glass that would freeze a man solid if he ever caught her deadly gaze; Violet, who strangled men with the two serpents that grew out of her hair; siren Korina, whose doll-faced innocence lured men to their.