"Thank you Jason. I really need you."Thank you."What Mandy didn't tell Jason was that he looked like the spitting image of what Bob must have looked l...ke when he was in his thirties. Even more so, the words he used and even the timber of his voice soothed her just the way his father had done.Mandy, really needed Jason to give her strength to get through the next 24 hours. Trying to smother her tears, she dabbed her face with the handkerchief, hopefully wiping them away for a time."Well," Mandy. . and blow me while I sat on the edge.Karen got me over not doing anything at her apartment pretty quickly. Cathy letting her daughter stay over at a boy's house was a one-time deal because of how bad the argument between Karen and me had been. I really liked head before I fell asleep and as the first thing in my day so I learned to deal with getting blown while Cathy was in the apartment. The chance of getting caught by a parent made it more exciting too.I was in hog heaven! And then Karen. ”Nice arse, tight bum-cheeks.”“See. You are queer. You all are, you Sutton Green boys.”I’ve got my hand on his shoulder but I don’t have a tight grip on him. If he really wants to he can easily do one. He’s enjoying this as much as I am. I have a proper feel of his bum. His arse is well tight and hard, nice soft skin stretched tight across firm bum cheeks. I turn him back round to face me. He has a nice big fat scally uncut cock, low-hanging balls, smooth, no pubes. Don’t you just love lads who. Suspecting, correctly, that while I had been stunned at Matt’s sudden action, I wasn’t really horrified. In fact, as the details emerged, the surprise-killing bothered me less and less.And, I think Matt sensed that too. But allowed me my pro forma hissy fit. A way to ... I don’t know, blow off steam. Assert my middle class, middle American values.Fuck.I checked in with Matt every two or three days. I was working with him long distance to refine my contributions to the search for Dixie Wexler..