I want to get some outfits that make the most of my wonderful curvy body – I know that’s why he’s with me. I take him to a small shop up one of...the side streets. It looks like any of the other standard underwear shops and we go in. I smile at the assistance and she says ‘hello again – is there anything I can help you with?’. I say I’m fine, I know where I am going and what I am looking for. I lead my boy down the stairs and both his eyes and cock pop out with the excitement. Around us is a den. ”“Do you know what you need?”“Oh, yeah. I’ve been thinking about it. We want some surgical gloves, so you can stick some lube inside me without it being gross, we need the lube, we need some condoms to protect you from any infection, unless you already have them, and we probably ought to get some disinfectant wipes just in case.”“Ok,” was all Tim was able to say.Sandy was an animated wonder through the rest of their lunch. When they were through, she jumped up and grabbed Tim’s arm. “Ok, baby,. "What are you doing here!" she screeched.Scott looked at Janie, "Having coffee." In my kitchen?" she shrieked. "Now?" Who do you think brought you home?" her mother asked."Eddie?" Janie asked, pulling the hem of the nightshirt with one hand while attempting to straighten her hair with the other."Your brother is in Las Vegas with your father. Luckily for you, or else we'd be finding out if you were too old to spank." I could spank her if you'd like," Scott said."Aghhhhh!" Janie yelled as she. But who in hell else was that scrawny little bastard talking about if not her?The thinking about it alone was enough to stir his loins inside the faded, tight jeans, a rush of blood surging through the long length of his penis to arouse it toward hardness. He worked on, but with increasing glances over the brick wall down the street in the direction Kye had taken. Shit, he had to know more, he suddenly decided, picking up his T-shirt and slipping it over his head as he walked toward the gate..