He places his arms on his waist with his chest out and face forward. It’s best to let his body do the talking. At least that way he can’t mess any...hing up. Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Right now, his body is worth a million.The class begins. Chance hears the noise of pencil on paper and watches as their hands begin to create a work of art—him. He feels a rush of heat all over his body while their eyes bear down on him. He has never felt so naked before. He didn’t realize. I let out a low moan. "Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?" I don't want to stop until I go a little further," How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?" Yea, mom. I can go a lot further," Good," I answered. "The further we go,. They were yours. He tested it and proved it to me, beyond a shadow of a doubt. I actually thought that they were his, but I was wrong about it, and by then, well, I would have had to track you down, but I should have. And I should have tracked you down when she was in need of donors, but I feared doing so would create a mess that would have upset her and actually hurt her chances of survival. It’s my fault that she died and I can never forget that! I will try to forgive myself, but I will never. She seemed genuine and friendly but she was very interested in who I had gone out with and why. When the lights came on she started to moan about the taxi fare home. I spurted out an invitation to stay in my student flat. She quickly agreed. We strolled home, laughing and joking. As soon as we reached my flat I collapsed on the couch. I was absolutely wrecked. Tracy to my surprise sat down next to me. Before I knew we were sharing a long passionate kiss. She was so sexy, I was wrapped around.