Women have accompanied him places before with us and he was ... distant. You’ve seen how he acts around Susan and Sarah. He’s like ... he’s like...their little brother. He’s always tugging on their pigtails or tying their shoelaces together. Rick is the same way. I look at those four like a family of siblings. Susan is the oldest. She’s the caretaker; the one that thinks things through. Sarah is the ballsy middle sister with the big mouth and sharp tongue. Travis is the oldest brother but still. Diane kept her comment at the giggle level. “I guess that custard doesn’t threaten you as a surrogate for cum, does it? I thought it might work for some mild triggering, and then desensitization.”“Diane, seriously, when I realized it would look like sperm, I did get a little afraid, but I calmed myself down with what I think you psychologists call self-talk. Oh! At the back of my mind, I had something of a flashback, but of something pleasant.”“What was it?”“The name of the last ice cream stand. I looked at and read profiles and considered contacting a few women but didn’t. Eventually a woman contacted me. I felt flattered. We fenced verbally for a little while then she asked me to phone her so we could have a little fun. I thanked her but said no as it seemed too sordid, even though it was very tempting. Then more women contacted me. It seemed the ones doing the chasing were the ones who simply wanted on line or phone sex. I went through the questions and answers with them and found. Are you coming over to the good side? I don't care. You can go up and wake him, fuck him if you like, it's just me that's pissed. Or you and I could go into the living room and get a morning snack." I was looking for cock. My brother's home from college for the summer, but I can't get him to shake off Mom's attention. He's her little boy and she's always around him." Are they fucking each other?" Lori asked."Oh God, No. That's impossible. Max likes his women lively, and Dad tells me that Mom is.