.. and then, he started laughing, too.A few minutes later, when he was out of the fountain, being sternly looked over by some cops from a distance, he...kept laughing for a few minutes."Feel better?" I asked."Lady, that's the first time I've laughed in, dear god, its been seven years." Seriously?" I asked."Yeah. Thank you." My pleasure," I said. And I meant it."Please, come back to my house for a meal," he said, "Its the least I can do."I was hungry, poor, and broke. What could I do but. I didn't know if I was doing it right but inabout five minutes I felt like I was on fire. My hole burned some and theshock feeling came over me again. I breathed harder and my little bodyshook then the liquid came out of my hole onto my bed. I had done it justlike mom, I had my first orgasm. One day when I was 12 I came home from school and mom was in herbedroom. She was screaming and I was scared that she was hurt. I went toher bedroom door and opened it a crack, just enough to peak in. A. I thought I took care of you just now." mom said jiggling."Can I touch you mommy?" I think we should be satisfied now. We have a long week ahead and I don't want to think I am your lover. This was a one-time thing John. We have to keep it to ourselves."My erection was so hard it could crack stone. I felt so disappointed, but like the spoiled k** screaming for more cookies and of course I knew it was the right thing.We didn't say much until we both lay in our sleeping bags ready for another. Sheila directed us to accompany her to her upstairs office. She stood about five feet six inches and was a good looking professional woman about my age. Without a trace of makeup. She needed none. Streaks of red highlighted her short cropped brunette hair, and she appeared to be in magnificent physical condition.Her skin had the bronze tan of someone who was no newcomer to hard outdoor work. Her face was more handsome than beautiful. She was wearing faded work jeans and a low-cut wool sweater,.