She had denied the possibility of Arthur and Colette having an affair until meeting his stewardess friend at the airport. She knew Colette was too sex...al and compelling a woman for a young man not to dream about getting into her pants. And in her mind, her son Arthur was just too perfect a specimen of a male for any woman not to want to fuck. So by the time the flight ended she was sure they were going to bed together. And what about my perverted behavior about the scented panties.Taking. ’ I could hear Jennifer’s voice, but everything was still black. I had no dimensional reference. I could not feel anything, not even the beating of my heart. She called to me again, but I couldn’t find a way to get to her. She seemed to be coming from everywhere, and nowhere at the same time. I didn’t know where to go, or if I could get to her. I heard her, but I saw, and felt nothing. I remembered what Newton told me about time and space. I tried to think of myself as a cylinder. I was stuck. ‘Why did you pick right now to tell me this?’ I asked. He didn’t answer. He did look up and saw me watching him in the mirror. I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed his words. I stood to my full height so that I no longer had to look at him in the mirror. I heard the mattress groan and the floorboards squeak. I knew he had risen as well. The air stirred beside me. ‘We don’t have to talk about this now,’ he said. I still faced my vanity. ‘You brought it up. Is she young?’ The. She teased his erection with her fingers. He started squirming and trying to make adjustments the way a guy does when his dick is rubbed through his pants. Eventually she rested her hand on his dick with just a little downward pressure. He let out a light sigh of pleasure. She then gave his dick some gentle squeezes, moved her hand away a few times then put it back on his stiff boner and squeezed.She wanted to tease and arouse him, but not to the “point of no return” – when he could no longer.