Thankfully the campus was within commuting distance. My mother could never have afforded to pay for me to live on campus and help pay for my tuition a...d books. Mom still worked the second shift, and I still waited up for her every night during the week.It was a Sunday afternoon, the one day mom and I had time to relax during the week. We lay in Mom’s bed fondling each other. I had my hand between her legs, caressing her as she played with my cock. “Ray, do you think you could do it with me. You. I don't think I would be here now..." I told him,looking pleadingly into his eyes.Paul sat there for a moment, then reached over and gave my hand a softsqueeze and said, "Then I really need to meet this Jen, so I can thankher. You've been a good friend to have and I'm very glad you're stillhere." He smiled at me reassuringly.Still holding his hand, I ask, "So you're not weirded out by this?"Motioning with my other hand to the rest of me."Hey I do admit that it's a lot weird, but not any weirder. She was 37 years old and had sandy blond hair into a fashionable bob, she was about 5'5 and loved to wear heels and skirts, her breasts were about a C-cup and not at all saggy, but I never thought about her in a sexual way. She went into the other room and watched TV until we finished. After we finished the movie her mom came into the living room again and talked to us for a bit before she showered and got ready for bed. We talked about how my senior year in high school was going and my. Uncle Clyde asked Fay if she minded letting us have some privacy. He suggested that she might want to wait a few minutes in the lobby.Uncle Clyde said that since I had visited him a week before, he had gotten some bad news. He had been diagnosed as having terminal cancer. He had less than a year and a half to settle his affairs.Clyde reminded me that his wife had been killed in the crash that had put him in a wheel chair. They had no children together but she had a son by a previous marriage..