I dated boys because all the other girls did. That’s what girls were expected to do. I probably should not tell you this, but I even let a couple of...them get to second base.”Beth seemed to relax a little, “Oh, Mom, that’s so funny to think of you with a guy.”“Then you are going to think this is hilarious. In college, I slept with several men and had some very satisfying sex with them before I was able to admit that I was truly gay. Yes, the sex with the guys was good, but that’s all it was,. I want to get in on it." Go ahead," his sister answered. "I'll be okay in a little while; I just feel kind of floaty and warm now, and I'll watch until I get all turned on again."His mother's head was on one pillow, her ass upon another. Her knees were bent and flung wide, and his father's pale blonde head was buried between the rounded satin thighs, the big hands gripping the perfect cheeks of her ass. Arlene's eyes followed her son as he walked around the bed and came to stand close to her. And there, as if beckoned from the confines of his mind, she appeared kneeling before him, dark and arrogantly sultry as she reached out to remove his hood. In his naiveté he once referred to her as angelic, but he knew her to be far more mortal now. She pushed the jacket from his shoulders and tugged at the hem of his shirt. He took the hint and lifted his arms clumsily; their gaze met as she tossed the vest to the floor and spread herself across his bed. His eyes swept over that grinning. They both just looked at each other for a moment, until a cough from a patron a few aisles over brought them out of their trance.They both laughed a little and then realized that the books were still on the ground, so each bent over and retrieved a couple of the fallen volumes. John looked at his and was intrigued but placed it back on the shelf. Vicki, however, took the book she picked up and was reading the back cover."That is hot," she said as she placed the book back in its home.John began.