I hadcut my lip from fighting with another school bully, this time, one fromthe eighth grade."Umm, I kind of got in a fight." Why would you get in a f...ght? You know I don't like it when you do." A bully from the eighth grade pushed me down and called me a fag." Who is this boy? I'm going to call the school. I won't have my sonbullied." Mom, don't. I handled it. He won't bother me again." How can you be so sure?" Because I kicked his ass," I laughed."Don't you use those words young man and I. Then we positioned ourselves so that our vaginas were touching. We both were still sensitive and it was in no time that we both came again. I could feel both of our juices mix together as the rest of our bodies combined to form a sweaty lump on the floor.When we could move again we both took a shower together washing each other and then we went to bed. As I climbed under the covers with a Tara I became nauseated. I felt the same way I had when I left Steve in the Outer Banks the first time. When we got to my room Pam said she really needed to use the bathroom and get more comfortable.Pam was wearing a short skirt that showed her great legs and a blouse which showed her ample clevage.Whe Pam returned from the bathroom she had a body shaper or some might call a corsset in her hand.She told me she was much more comfortable now.My cock started twitching at the site in front of me. Her tummy looked much rounder under her clothes and her clevage was still there but in a much differnt. He was supposed to be here at seven but he's running over on another appointment. He should be here in a half hour or so."Jack said, "That's fine. I noticed your front door. Did you make that?" One of the guys who used to work for me did. He was great. A Master Carpenter. He retired on me a few years ago. I really miss having him around." How do you get your help?" It's tough. We have a newspaper ad going all the time. Used to be we could go around to the woodshop classes but they don't have.