Battles yet to be fought and won in honour of their fathers on every tongue, as I took current test of their strength and stamina. Perhaps it was simp...er, back then… A woman following in the wake of those proudest marches, offering herself to those who might never again see their mothers. I was certainly not the only one… though my refusal to accept any gift of coin and habit of forgetting to reacquire clothing drew a few raised eyebrows, even then.Clothes… I had tried to recover what scraps I. I finished, cleaned up and went to go take a shower. I opened my door and my mom walked right up to me and hugged me tight pressing tits up against me and my still semi-hard cock into her, “Hey Will, how was your night at the mall?”Normally I would have hugged her right back and talked to her for the next hour about my night and about what happened with Sara. However, what I just saw her doing, combined with fact that she was now pressing her sweaty, after-sex smelling, incredibly sexy body. I sat the Café du Monde, enjoying the late afternoon sun on the banks of the Mississippi. Over the course of the last few days, it became clear why I had chosen New Orleans- something in my gut told me I was supposed to meet him and discover myself along the way. I’ve evolved and, much to my own surprise, I’m enjoying this fearless, carefree new me. My heart is lighter, and my outlook more clear. I reached for one of the hot donuts, carefully removing the mountain of powdered sugar before. I STRIPPED DOWN TO NOTHING BUT A TINY TOWEL AND WENT OVER TO SLOAN WHO STYLED MY HAIR AND PUT A LITTLE MAKE UP ON ME WHICH WAS SOMETHING NEW TO ME BUT AS SHE TOUCHED MY FACE I COULD FEEL MY COCK FILLING WITH blood. JANET ASKED ME WHEN THE LAST TIME I TRIMMED MY PUBIC HAIR WAS AND I TOLD HER THAT I HAD NOT SINCE THE FIRST SCENE A WEEK AGO. SHE TOLD SLOAN TO GIVE ME A WAX ANYWAY. HEARING THIS MADE ME MORE NERVOUS AND SCARED THAN I WAS ABOUT GETTING FUCKED. I HAD ALWAYS HEARD HOW WAXING WAS SO.