He leaned his head up, and gave me a kiss on the lips. I shed another tear, and we made out again.“Seriously, the tears again?” Travis wondered.�...Well, I'm with my son, that I love so much, that it hurts. So, I can shed a tear or two whenever I want,” I put on the record.“OK, Roxanne,” Travis said.I looked at him fully clothed, and I needed those pesky clothes off him.“So, can I see your huge cock now?” I asked.“I can do that for you,” Travis replied.He got up off me, and began stripping. He. "Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho," he chuckled in reply, stark naked now as he reached the bed and crawled toward her.Denise groaned as another commercial interrupted the music. She glanced up at the clock. Groaning again, she got up slowly and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling out the note from her teacher and staring at it for the fortieth time.Mr. Pfister wanted her parents to know that Denise was turning down "an excellent chance to sharpen her curriculum vitae before applying to college" by rejecting. Another month had passed there seemed to be no luck insight. Not one interview. Jeffrey was beginning to feel dejected andhe sighed thinking there is always a job for me at my uncle's funeralhome.With one last ditch effort, he decided to place an ad on one of thosejob listing sites. Jeffrey created a short, but sweet entry that read:MORTUARY POSITION WANTED - Young energetic, experienced grad inmortuary science seeking a full time job at funeral home, cemetery, ormorgue. Call - 892-3589. . As the evening wore on, Helen was getting quite high and Larry, who was sitting next to Tracy, was getting bolder, rubbing her thigh, making Tracy laugh with rude jokes and innuendoes. I went to get more wine and when I returned they were kissing passionately. I was a bit miffed at missing out on getting to grips with the lovely Tracy but surprisingly found myself 'turned on' watching my wife being seduced by this older stranger. I just stood there as he lowered her top and fondled and then.