.) and the other fellow, an Indian chap, took to groping Patty's ass while we were all at the bar. Clearly, way too aggressive. One of my first resp...nses, though, came from "Gerald", who told me that he was black, younger (38), hung (8"+) and ready to have some fun. It turned out with schedules that we first arranged to meet in Chicago just about a month ago...Gerald and I connected via email and a phone call or two and laid the plan. We would meet him "randomly" first at one of my favorite. " "Jeans und eine Bluse, schrie sie diesmal ins Telefon."Schrei mich nicht an! Ich frage dich noch einmal, was trägst du? " "Was soll ich denn? " "So, das ist doch schon besser. " "Hm, ich muss mal einen moment üeberlegen."Du wirst einen Mini tragen und ein Ärmelloses Oberteil, ohne BH, versteht sich von selbst. " "Und kein Höschen, Liebes"!!!Sie wollte gerade protestieren als es in diesem augenblick Klingelte an der Türe."Da ist jemand. " "Ich weiss, es ist der Bote mit einem Paket für. ” Lidia said. “And I prefer guys myself.”“What about your son?”She raised a confused eyebrow at me.“I mean, doesn’t a boy, I guess girls too, don’t they need dads?” I frowned.“His dad is really trying. He gets him Saturday morning to Tuesday evening.” She said. “I’m just glad we never got married, otherwise the courts would have to be involved.”“Oh, and--”“I’m yours.” She kissed me. “Now, wind me up and send me after one of the girls. Your friends are really cute. Can I fuck the. But here’s the weird part: Mom didn’t freak out, she didn’t run out the door or anything, she just sort of stood there looking at me with her mouth a little open.But I instinctually freak, yelling like “Mom, what the fuck, look away”, all of that, and after like a minute she replies with “Sorry, I had to get my debit card” really casually.Alright, still – pretty normal story albeit with a weird addition. But after this, I don’t know, it feels like something changed. She came home and I thought.