The only thing he has to worry about is the weather, as it looks like we have some fog rolling in." At that point the camera located behind home plate...panned upward and showed a thin but rolling white fog slowly descending toward the stadium. For some reason Kris shuddered when she saw the shot of the fog on her screen. "No, No. That's not right. That shouldn't be there. All those people." As she muttered to herself the screens witched to a shot of the crowd, even as the first announcer. I thought of involving my bestie since he was the only one who knew of our relationship. He also had once said to me that he was desperate to fuck my mom. He told me that he had once seen my mom half naked and ever since he wanted to get her laidI called him and told him about everything. He was more than happy to join. So we planned to do it after two days. My mom was getting excited and orgasmed frequently. Finally the day arrived. We had a quickie in the morning and then got ready. He came. It was a gay website which I had never heard before and I quickly took a glance at his profile. He had described himself as a blow job addict. How nice, I thought. Since that day I chose to visit him more often in his room and time to time we seemed to have a nice friendship outside the office too until the cutbacks and then soon firings began. I had heard that they were thinking of a replacement for me too so I had to make a move and I had nothing to lose after all. I called him for a meeting. I loved this read.The Black TelephoneWhen I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box ... I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know..