‘Don’t worry, I don’t have time for marriage anyways. No one from the public knows I’m taken, and a wedding would be too much of a hassle.’ ...He then leaned forward secretively. ‘You know, the other night, I made love to her.’ I shamelessly pretended to gag. ‘You don’t have to believe it, but it’s a true fact.’ I just laughed in response. ‘Don’t be an idiot.’ ‘No, man, I really made love to her. She’s the only person I’ve ever done that to, and I rarely even do that.’ I shook my head. . "Chris looked at his mother with surprise. I took advantage of her and made her suck my cock and I was a gentleman? he thought. "Uh... thanks... I had fun too."Allison put scrambled eggs and sausage on the table and sat down. "Chris, do you have a little time tonight? We need to discuss a few things."Uh oh, Chris thought, here it comes. "Uh... sure." Good. I've got to run now... have a big meeting this morning. Bye Bradley," she said and leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. Then she leaned. I had woken her quite late, after ten, with a gentle kiss, and she had pulled me back into bed and wrapped herself round me, turning her face up for another kiss. It was comfortable and peaceful. Then we sat up for our tea. She wanted 'Love Songs' on the radio, and we managed to get the last half hour or so.Once the tea and the programme had finished, we sank back into the bed and resumed our entwined cuddle. My hand strayed over her stomach and down her thighs and up again. Hers traced my. I follow her, and while she desends the stairs, I catch up with her, ask her to excuse me, but "Will you please follow me" while I show her a ID card, and she blushes.I lead her down to the basement, and into a room, turn on the light, turn around, and tel her that I have a asumption, that she has something that she has not paid for, to which she protests, but I ask her to open her bag so that I can see what it contains. She reluctant opens the bag, and I search it. She has nothing that is not.