- Stop it, Tommy, please.- Wha?.. Did I say somth... - I told you, we're not mating. What we're doing is... What a nonsense. "Mating". Who told you th...t?- I'm not stupid, mom, really.- Shush!..They both laughed. Thomas enjoyed looking at mother face, blushed and pretty in the midst of the sunny day. A window was wide open. Freshy current of air gave both of them wonderful sensations, allowing to feel naked flesh more sharply. Thomas never felt so naked. Returning from the kitchen he looked at. He was sleeping in his king sized bed with his blanket draped across his lower body, even through the blanket she could see his 'morning glory'. She walked over to him and perched on the edge of the bed. She slowly rubbed her hand over Michaels smooth, toned torso, and ran it down to his big, hard penis. She removed the blanket and admired his huge package. It had to be at least 8 inches, it was extremely thick and his sac was trimmed nice and neat. She eagerly began to stroke her hand up and. She was beginning to like Jim too much. Yet, he wasn't really her type, he was so naïve. But then again, she thought it was kind of cute. However, she had never dated anyone as old as him and she wasn't sure she wanted to become attached to an older man. Or, any man for that matter. She liked that she was a free spirit and that she took sex wherever she found it. Jim wasn't very adventuresome. She was sure that he was mortified this morning about the hand job. Still, she giggled to herself. I didn’t get happy, and I couldn’t drown out the pain.“Until you and I became friends, I was miserable. No one understood me or even tried to understand me. My parents kept pressuring me into being like everyone else and then when I tried looking like everyone else they wanted me to cut my hair, dress nicely, and stop looking like everyone else. I couldn’t win.“I was bored to tears in school. Every time I slipped off into my mind, the damned teachers would yank me back into this world. I.