She stroked my balls and penis. “O mom, don’t do this. It malfunctions.” I seemed to plead. But she didn’t heed. She was enjoying playing with...it. she turned up and lay on her belly. She kissed it cutely. With few more strokes, it blew. White lava! She didn’t expected it so early. Anyway, mom collected it on her palm and drank it. she then put it in her mouth. I can’t believe it. what I wished to do all my years she did it herself. she’s sucking the Demon. I blew another four times. As she was. ”Everyone then smiled and applauds filled the room as Rod walked into the adjoining room, leaving the door partially cracked open. The guests all returned to their conversations and I continued serving champagne and being occasionally groped by the occasionally frisky woman. I then heard the unmistakable sound of bells coming from the other room. Others heard it as well and all eyes seemed to shift towards the adjacent room. I certainly recognized those bells as being the sounds that my wife’s. I would have looked at it a little differently, assuming it was a one time slip, or something like that. At least I think I would have been willing to forgive and forget. I don't know for sure, because that never happened.It never happened because Hannah did not try to split us up. With time, she found some way to accept her daughter's choice of a man. Some of that might have been because every mother wants her daughter to find real love, and she knew us both well enough to recognize that what. Tegan jumps up, pushing me off the bed to the carpeted floor in front of the couch. “You son-of-a-fucking-bitch!” Tegan stomps out to the living room. “Jack. You did not tell our sex stories, did you?” Riva asked as she stood over me. “That is part of the agreement. No one shares stories. Either you were there or you weren’t.” “I’m sorry, he asked how it all started. What was I supposed to do?” I said. I made myself comfortable on the floor, it’s where I belonged, cast out beyond the reach.