. ? I think it was. My body had reacted in a particular way to the sounds, and though I halfheartedly tried to tell myself that it was probably just s...meone who had fallen asleep on their books, the changes I felt within my pants belied that theory.I became aware of my restlessness, an urge to move, uncovered by another’s private ritual. But to get up and walk around, as if nothing had happened, seemed a violation of that sanctity. (Until then, my idea of sanctity had been maintaining the. This was being baby-talked to, maybe all night. This was being poweredand pampered and prissed over. Dino took me by the hand and led me intothe bed room, where they had a crib waiting. They lowered one of thesides, and I climbed in. I laid back and looked up at a mobileoverhead. It had small pandas on it.Sherry placed the cloth doll in my arms. "Now, baby, talk some babytalk for me." Excuse me?" Baby talk!"So I gurgled and cooed, and she stroked my hair. She kissed me on topof my head. Sherry. As I went down on her, I could see a lot of my sperm oozing out of that hot snatch. Both her juices and mine tasted wonderful. Then fucking her again, her wet cunt, when mixed with my cum, felt like heaven. I never wanted it to end.We both knew that we wouldn’t see that much of each other as time went on. But as I was leaving, she stopped me and told me that she was sure that I had saved her from what could have been a very terrible life. She said that she probably would have become a. Though, she had to admit, there was a little part of her that took twisted pride in wearing such sordid badges. She’d had to tell a sweet old lady at the park once that she’d just been terribly clumsy with an ice cream.Talking of older ladies, Mark’s mom appeared in the doorway, just in time to see her son wiping the tip of his penis clean using his young friend’s hair. The 30-something shared her boy’s golden curls and nigh-constant, laidback smile. A hippy remnant of the bygone age. She.