I knew where she was heading but could not believe I was here with some stranger doing this - what was my wife doing right now, what was she think abo...t? Knowing her, she had called the hospitals hours ago.The mouth engulfed my half hard prick and though I was in a drastic position, it felt damn good.When was the last time my wife took me into her mouth? How many years ago?The mouth went slowly, sucking me like there was nothing else she would rather do in the whole world. She wasn't doing it. As a result, only one was able to get close enough to roll to his feet and charge with a drawn knife. Janet plugged him with her pistol when he was only five feet away, so he would have to be declared the winner of the contest among the Indians, though little good it did him.There were too many bodies for us to bury, so we just left them where they fell. We were merciful and cut the throats of two who were badly wounded, but not dead, yet. There was nothing worth looting, so we mounted up and. "So I did. I told her about Kristin Franz flirting with me more and more all semester, about spending the whole party with her, about getting hot and heavy before moving to the bedroom. I told her about Kristin's attempt to get me naked.I watched Mom while I talked. She seemed to get more and more fidgety—almost physically uncomfortable—as the story progressed."Why did you stop her?" Mom asked. She still had her Mom look, but there was something else there, a true curiosity as to what. I forgot what her smile looked like, the very same smile she had when she used to wear when she pushed me on the park swings.It was like her youthful vitality was coming back.I pretended to be preoccupied with my iPod or stare out the window at the scenery, but when I could, I checked Mom out. Her eyes were firmly fixed forward on the road, both hands on the ten and two o’clock of the steering wheel. It was hot and sunny and I could see the thin film of sweat beading on her chest. A droplet ran.