”“Tony...”“Sorry, Dad. I didn’t mean to cuss.”“I don’t care about that. You’re a fucking mess.”“Gee, thanks.”“Don’t give u..., Tony. None of the rest of us are. We love her, too.”“I blew it so bad, Dad. I didn’t even know. I didn’t know.”“Did you know I left your mom, son?”“Dad! No!”“Not recently. You were a year old.”“You’re kidding, right?”“I wish I was. It was the worst two months of my life, followed by six that were even worse.”“What... ? Why did I never hear about this?”“We put it behind. I slowly started to suck and pull on Genes arching erection again, continuing to moan with my lips stuffed full, licking around the crown and tasting his salty juice as it trickled out of his cumhole. Our eyes locked for a few minutes as I started to swirl my tongue just behind his glans again, watching his face to see if my rasping mouth-muscle working on the sensitive underside was giving him pleasure. He nodded his head, through slitted eyes he looked into my eyes and smiled a dirty grin. ”. 0 belongs to Cindy. 2.0 belongs to Nikki. That’s her over there – the dark-headed brunette. She’s talking to Tina. That’s Alan and Tina’s daughter, Kathy. The blonde is Susan. Her husband’s an...”“Engineer,” Mimi finished. “I see a pattern here.”“All three of those women are, too. Nikki’s got a PhD in physics, too. So does Cindy.”“Brains. Looks. Brains. Education.” She sighed. “You hang out with these people, Tommy. What am I doing here?”“You’re my date, remember?”“Oh, yeah...” The look on her. ..just in case).You must remember that we were toiling beneath the Caribbean sun. So here I was a strapping eighteen year old, deprived of any other social contact. As I toured the fields behind my mother, I would see her well tanned legs, her now pert and rock-hard behind, and the sides of her perfect breasts. Not many soccer moms of her age still had dimples just above a pert bum. As her son, I should've just ignored that imagery. Instead, the heat brought out the a****l in me. I would pull.