“Mom, cut it out. We haven’t even kissed. We’re cousins, remember?”“Stanley, you must be gay, then. There is enough distance between you two...so a little sex wouldn’t matter.”“No, I’m not gay and I’m not a rabbit either. Linda and I are housemates and if we started fooling around, it would upset the situation. You have a couch, I can sleep on that.”“Stan, I knew this was going to come up. I just didn’t know how to tell you we might have to be in the same bed. I do trust you and I know we will be. She's a beautiful, intelligent woman. Charles keeps her focused on that inner beauty that almost got lost once before."Andrea leaned on my shoulder. "Charles, mom's right. My love for you and your love for me reminds me to care about and for those around us. It does keep me focused. That's why I use the term, 'freed for joyful obedience, ' when we were talking to Grandpop and others."Herb said, "I like that term. It explains your relationship better than any other words I've heard. You actually. I wait a few minutes to make sure he's sound asleep and then I reach over and free his cock from his pajama pants and start striking it. It responds by starting to harden but he stays asleep. I move myself onto my knees on the floor in front of him and start sucking his cock and rolling it around in my mouth, getting it harder and harder until its stiff as a board. I pull it into my mouth as deep as I can get it, choking myself on it over and over until suddenly he jolts awake and sees what. She watched him dismount and guide the horse and her to a groom. He handed payment to the lad and turned to face her. ‘Would you like some assistance?’ He almost sounded sarcastic to spite her from her snipping at him about touching her earlier. With a smug look, she answered, ‘Yes, some assistance would be appreciated.’ She cared for him much better while he acted civilized, she reflected. He took her hands in his to support her as she swung her leg over and slid to the ground. He released her.