He put his trousers downand turned his back to me. He had a nice firm ass…He took a pee in the toilette as he whistled a merry tune.Then he came bac... to me and grabbed me by the hair, dragging me out of the tub very rudely. When I stood on the floor, he guided me to turn around with bent neck, still pulling me by the hair. But when I faced the bathtub again, he kicked from behind into my knees. I lost my stand and fell down on my knees. I shivered. Before I could open my mouth to protest, he. And anybody can make up a story about ‘How did you two meet?’It was different in our case, though, because in our case, the subterfuge was that Jennifer Hart, obviously a cougar, had taken up with one Robert Dean Jenkins. The problem was, a whole lot of people in town other than the fire science crowd knew her as Jennifer Jenkins. More than a few of those people knew I was her son. And one of those people was Maureen Gaskill.That first night, when she and my mother wreaked havoc at Kelsey’s,. Keeping my cool and trying not to let her see that she embarrassed the hell out of me I smiled. “Is that the best you’ve got?” I winked. “Oh, I’ve got loads of things up my sleeve and top, just you wait” she chuckled. “Care to share any with me?” I replied. Reaching for my hand she pulls me to a deserted alley at the back of the theme park and slides my hand all the way up her top, becoming aroused and surprised at the same time, groping her breasts very gently I begin to fondle with her. They're gonna love you." Are they?" Guarantee it."As it turned out, Sarah was right.Sarah's parents lived in Whispering Oaks, which was the fashionable part of the Heritage metropolitan area. Their house was a ten-year old tri-level that had been erected upon a premium lot located on a cul-de-sac within a gated community. The back of the house looked out over the Heritage River and the parkway that surrounded it. The front featured an oversized, immaculately maintained lawn. Sarah pulled up in.