Their oldest, Rhonda (Cheryl wanted an unpronounceable Irish name, at least for most Americans, Siobhan, but Joe nixed it, reminding her about the pro...lems she might have with a weird name. And Rhonda is a very rock and roll name.) took after dad, writing poetry. Not very good, but getting better. But he’d have to admit only Nate as they called him showed any prodigious talent. The kid could keep a beat.“I haven’t worked since Nige’s death,” Eddie explained. “I need it. And we can talk.”Joe. This was the lucky July for me. I never knew my aunt was a sexually deprived horny lady. I had started a part time job & used to come home at around 11 pm when everyone would be asleep. As my mom had gone to her natives my aunt used to serve me dinner she used to be in her night gown which was deep enough to show her sexy cleavage. On the 11th of july I was dog tired and I slept on the dining table then my aunt came fed me with her hands and when she brushed the dal on my lips. I kissed her. I'm. Just. Right. Theeeeeere! Nnnnnnngggghhhhhh!"And I came again. This time I was deep into a place I was made for.In the afterglow we were still intertwined. "I love you, Stoney. And it's wonderful between us." I love you, Johanna. And it truly is."She pulled my face to hers and kissed me. "And always will be." Yes, my love." Stoney, I'm glad it's you." What's me?" You that is the first man to make love with me. Because I will never love another, you'll be the only one." And you will be the. ‘No.’ A guiltily guffaw. ‘I don’t like giving it.’ Mesmer ponders her confession, then turns to me, amused. ‘So you’ve never…gotten head?’ ‘Never.’ He nods. ‘Not as uncommon as you think.’ He doesn’t verbally scoff, but his eyes are scoffing. He looks at Janet, wondering how (I assume anyway) a woman with such deliciously pouting lips has never had a dick between them. ‘Medically speaking,’ he begins, ‘at the subconscious level, all women are cock-slathering, cum-gurgling sluts. And I say that.