I thought back tomy grandmother and how she always said a person is judged by how sheaffects other people. Maybe I have made a difference. Hopefully I...have.Chapter 29That week I sort of made the rounds, sort of a farewell tour. From Vivianat Harp's to Kevin at my broker there were a few tears on my behalf. Allthese people had been good to me and helped me along my path, notquestioning but rather just accepting. Vivian did give me the name of ashop similar to hers not far from where I was going. Once they were all aflame, he and Bill stepped back to sing ‘Happy Birthday.’ She stood in place feeling the typical mortification that young adults feel on that specific occasion. Through it all, she was pleased. When they had finished, Bill said, “Blow out the candles and make a wish!”Making a wish that things would continue to get better, Melissa bent over and blew out all of the candles. Standing up, she grinned and said, “All right. That’s one wish that I hope will come true.”They sat down. On Friday my dreams and fantasies were going to come true, I was upstairs in my room when my mom came home “Jacob can you come here for a moment” so I left my room and went downstairs were my mom was sitting on the couch and she was rubbing her legs “what’s up mom, what you need me for” I knew what she wanted but I want her to say it, “Jacob I need a massage, could you please give me one, I know last time things got a bit out of control but my legs are so sore please give mommy a massage” “are. But alas, time was of an essence. I took him deeper, as deep as my throat would allow and made sure my tongue did the work, paying attention to the tip. His hips were starting to buck and I knew it wouldn’t be long but I wanted to draw it out for a bit longer. I took his cock out of my mouth and licked from base to tip as slow as my own brain could take. My clit was on fire, desperate for attention and all I wanted to do was stick my hand up my dress. But I could do that later. I engulfed him.