”“Do you indeed. Why does that not surprise me? Your letter was very secretive.”I just smiled at her. She bit her lip and smiled back at me. I w...uld hazard a guess that if I were female, I would be standing here naked and her hands would be pawing at my body. Kissing my nipples and pushing me over the chair to take me, lesbian style of course.I kept quiet for a while, pondering those sexy thoughts and drinking in her beauty while waiting for her to tell me something important.“My names. Dad’s going to need one, for sure. We learned about that in our psychology class Senior year. I do listen, you know!”Mom nodded, “You always did. Sometimes it took a few times, but in the end, you did listen.”“As for Jocelyn being your future daughter-in-law, let’s hold off on that determination, shall we? At least until Jocelyn and I sort things out?”“I think I can wait. I’m not quite ready to have a married son!”“And I’m not quite ready to marry! I just may do it before my Residency, rather. . It’s very hard to explain and incredibly difficult for people to comprehend but hurting yourself is very addictive. I have no idea why but that’s the only word that I can find to at least try to explain. People often mistake is as a suicide attempt but that’s just because the most common place to cut is arms. It’s not about dying, it really isn’t. It can be a cry for help but for most it’s to help cope with emotional pain. It’s a completely stupid way to cope; I’ll be the first to admit. This revealed Grace's slender body with B sized cup boobs along with her cute bubble butt. Marcus continued to stand and Grace would transition her mouth from my dick to Marcus' dick. As Marcus was getting sucked on, I moved myself onto my bed where I was laying on my back stroking my own dick. Grace got up and positioned herself over my dick and lowered herself until my dick was completely inside her dripping wet pussy. As I began to move my dick in and out of her pussy, Marcus was on his.