”“What kind of clothing for after? What should I pack?”“Pack something nice. We can find a place in Greensboro or come back here to Springwate.... I know a few places here we can have a drink if you want.”Becca rolled her eyes. “I think I need to behave for a bit. Another hangover would have me in jail for real!”“You just need a few lessons. Anyway, that’s later. Go pack some stuff and get ready. I’ll be along in a minute or two.” He shooed the girl out of his room and put some clothing and a. Then he kissed me. I smiled and started to take off my clothes. Tom stopped me and said that we should take off each other's clothes. I took off his shirt and ran my hands over his chest until I reached his pants. By now, Tom had taken off my bra. As I unsnapped his pants, Tom hand cupped my breasts. He was a natural, massaging and playing with my nipples.I pushed his pants and under pants down and his dick was getting harder. Tom was about five and half inches, not bad for a thirteen year old.. Then we where done I ask if he would like a coca-cola or abeeror a water..he said a beer would be nce I told him to go take a seat in the living room I would be there in a minute..I went in the livng room with 2 beers I took a drink of my beer andsaid I would be back in a minute,went in to the bedroom and changed it to one of my house dreses it was real short barly coverd my ass I went back into the living room and sat next to him on the couchwe had the television on and the he started kissing. Even the men!" So ... your mother is not dying?" Probably not," Meghan sighed. "Not that I'm upset about that, I'm actually quite glad, it's just that I flew halfway across the freakin country for this shit. Come and say goodbye to Mom? Jesus fucking Christ! I drove like a bat out of hell to Good Samaritan Hospital from the airport so I could get there before seven and see my mother one last time. I park in an area where I'm not supposed to park and rush upstairs to the ICU, hoping that I'm not.