Her fragrance is wonderful and I say, ‘Your perfume is great, what are you wearing?’ ‘White Diamonds,’ she replies. ‘I like it!’ I declare...with a smile. ‘I like it very much!’ ‘Thank you!’ she says, as her hand timidly touches my thigh and slowly moves up my leg toward my cock. ‘It’s my favorite.’ Her coal-black eyes never leave mine, and I can feel her delicate fingers begin to gently caress my rock-hard cock. A gob of pre-cum oozes from the tip, and Adela gracefully leans over and licks it. Moskovitz? Did someone hurt you?"She rose up and hung onto his arm to steady herself. Sal could feel the curves of her luscious body under the shielding rain coat."Call me Minnie, Sal. Your Aunt Gina used to be a good friend of mine. At least until I got married."She started to cry then big time and sort of fell into his arms like a 105 pound package of pure unadulterated trouble. Somehow his big hands wound up patting her beautiful ass instead of her back. Underneath the raincoat, she was all. It was also my only choice if I wanted to stay at my folks' house.I was unemployed and didn't have a chance to go to college, due to both academic and financial reasons. My choices were either to become a homeless single guy or a husband and father living in his folks' house. I chose the latter. You don't have to tell me that I made a stupid decision. But, hey, I was stupid back then, although I probably still am.My father was a handyman and had suggested to me that I follow him, but I disliked. I made it to the cabin about just about as the sun was beginning to set. Brent was ready to party it seemed. Almost before I had gotten in the door he handed me a joint and a drink. We talked, smoked, drank and laughed for about an hour. It felt good to loosen up with my buddy, we were both so busy it seemed we rarely got the chance. About the time I was truly feeling no pain, Brent said, “Damn, J, you been here nearly an hour and I have not even shown you around my little paradise yet. Come on.