Then he told me he wanted to examine me. I took off my jeans and panties but then he told me he needed to see my boobs. Then I got completely naked an... lay on the table to be examined.He stroked my nipples until they became hard. Then he pulled at my tiny curly pubic hair a little. Then he pulled at my outer labia. He rolled up his sleeves and put on a latex glove. Then he squeezed some lubricant jelly onto his fingers and rubbed it on my pussy. I looked at his face and could see he was licking. ”He smiled, “That’s not what I asked, Steve-san.”“Yes, I’m OK with your plan. It makes perfect sense. I have no objections.”He smiled, “Good.”We shook hands and then walked out to our cars.October 22, 1995, Racine, Wisconsin“I’d say that’s VERY good news,” Molly said as we cuddled in her bed on Sunday morning.“I agree. I’d have told you sooner if you hadn’t dragged me right to your bedroom from the front door!”Molly laughed, “I have about fifteen years to make up for! We can have brunch. We eventually got up to leave and made plans to meet the next day (her day off). As we walked out the restaurant door she leant across and asked how long it would take to get from the restaurant to my flat and return her home, "40 minutes" I answered. "Let's go," she countered. "My husbands flight lands in 3 hours and I would really like to see him tonight."We got into the car and were soon on the freeway to the flat where I was staying. Throughout my drive I had my hand buried in her wet. A guy either thinks his mother is sexy, or he doesn’t. There doesn’t seem to be much in-between. On the other hand, it does seem to be true that most men choose a woman to marry who has many of his mother’s characteristics. All of this is based on anecdotal evidence, of course, but it looks that way to me.Now, however, all doubt was gone. Whether she’d just rationalized it in her own mind, or whether the act of sucking the sperm from my balls had overcome some barrier, things were now clear for.