After graduation from high school our family took a vacation to the ruins (Tulum) in Mexico. The first night we got to Cancun late. Sandy and I headed...to the beach in the late afternoon sun. I have never seen so many beautiful bodies in my life. I had trouble controlling my dick. As I lay down to catch a few rays I noticed Sandy chatting with a couple of girls about our age.“They told me about a beach near the ruins for people our age” she said later.The next day we left Cancun and headed to. .. you could always, you know, maybe lick it...?" An angry look flashed over her dark eyes. "You know that's wrong." Damned Catholic teaching. He'd thought the same once, that oral (not to mention anal) sex was a sin. But in his years of service, he'd done both, too many times to recall. His jaw ached in church on Sundays, from the head he gave during their Saturday night parties, and his arse still burned from their 'farewell fuck'. He rolled over sideways, his torso rippling like silk. Jeff and Caroline got in the back and Mike joined me up front. As we drove to the drive in we talked about what the boys were doing with their summer vacation and what they thought they would be doing when they headed off to college in the fall. About a half-mile from the drive in Mike said:"Mom, can I ask you to do me a favor?" Of course sweetie. What do you want?" Could we stop so I can trade places with Jeff? I don't mean to be insulting to you, but it would sure make me seem like a lame-o. ”“Mr. Carlton Fitzsimmons.”“How did you know?”“Joe mentioned having my mentor be the company asshole. It seemed fairly apparent.”“He’s definitely an annoying git. Just competent enough, but...”“Thinks he’s a whole lot better.”“Yeah. How long have you worked here?”“This is my third week.”“Remarkable.”“Thanks.”“But no. I really do like the idea of finding something more challenging and even a little dangerous and controversial to publish in a separate imprint. Hopefully if you do well, it could.