That was when Jay and Gloria showed up, not to mention Manny, who Luke gave the side eye even now for the whole placebo pills incident. Maybe the “d...n’t blame Manny” deal never quite took with him. The rest of them treated Manny just as usual, of course, except maybe with a little more respect and an active resistance to blaming him for anything. Lucky Manny could probably get away with murder, if so inclined, except where it came to Luke.“So, are we ready to begin? To what do we owe this. And since we obviously made each other so hot, I decided it was time to see if you were ready for the real thing." I can't help it, mom. You're turning me on so much," I answered, almost whining."It doesn't matter, hon. You're making me hot too. And now we know about each other, so we have no more reason to hide it. In fact, now you can start writing below the title of your stories that it's all based on fact. We'll do all of it together, and you'll send the stories to those Internet sites with. We were a strange nerdy bunch, obsessed with listening to music and playing about with tape-recorders to make our own sounds. Not anything that would appeal to girls, and we were pretty shy too – we'd been to school parties where girls from the girls school would be invited, but none of us ever plucked up courage to ask for a dance. Hopeless, and frustrated; that summed us up.So imagine my surprise when Bob got himself a girlfriend! I couldn't believe it! He kept it quiet at first, but I knew. This all started off with me flying from Boise to Kansas City to celebrate my sons 21st birthday. On Saturday morning, he took me to a strip club called The Taffy Pull to meet his former soldiers for a private morning birthday party, that ended up with me teaching my son and his friends the glorious wonderfulness of the human female butt. I’d made a lineup of the strippers, turned them around and modeled their bottoms for the guys, and when I was done, my son asked me which of the butts I.