." Ryan laughed, then covered another yawn. "Sorry. It's not the company." "Busy day?" "Oh, sort of. Mostly I was up late. Couldn't sleep." "Working o... some music?" "Yeah, some." Ryan shifted against him so that his arm was around her shoulders. That drowsy feeling crept up on her again. "I'm a little stressed about the show at the 9:30 Club." He chuckled. "Isn't that still over two weeks away?" "Well, yes, but I can't help it." "Ryan, you really need to relax." "Please? At this time of year?". Donald knew thathe had just started shaving and knew that his mother wouldn't noticehis nails if he was careful at home.That night after Pam had taking him shopping with her, Donald had aweird dream. He dreamed his sister was dressed as a mad scientist in alab while he lay on a table in a hospital gown. After a mannequin wasturn on, his brain was transferred to one of his sister's old 9 inchdolls. When he stood on his fused toes he found himself walking on histip toes only and unable to flatten. Her only interests in life were books, plants and, of course, me.She spent hours reading all sorts of books and watering her plants.Then, she would just sit on a couch in front of TV and watch some late-night shows.That was something curious about my mom, she went to bed late and got up early.She didn't seem to need too much sleep. As I was saying, I was taking a bath when I heard footsteps out in the hall.I knew it was my mother, so I stood up and grabbed a towel.Then I started drying myself. God, she tastes delicious! I push my tongue between the folds of her lips, licking up and down along her slit. Then I move up to her clit. I lightly run my tongue along it, then suck it into my mouth, tickling it with my tongue."Oh God, yes!!!" Darlene screams, her fingers gripping my hair tightly."Careful," I tell her. "Don't pull my hair out." Sorry," she says with a laugh, loosening her hold on my hair.I return my mouth to her pussy, pushing to of my fingers into her as I lick her clit. I.