I just got scared..." So what are you trying to tell me?"He paused for a moment. "I'm saying that if the offer is still there, I'd like to continue wh...re we left off..." Of course the offer is still there," she warmly smiled. "Here, come lie on my bed and I'll continue with the massage. We'll see where things go from there." That sounds good," he replied before taking his shirt off and following his mother's instructions.Things continued where they left off as Lauren's hands went back to work. "I wanted to!" Thanks!" I replied, feeling my excited anticipation building by the second!He just grinned again!We chatted a moment, and then he asked: "Are you ready for soup?!" Oh, absolutely!" I replied, feeling my heart beating even faster now.Otto moved so that he could stand directly in front of the bowl (where I'd set when he was done 'serving' the 'soup), and I watched in silent expectation as he began stroking his cock! The rule of our curious engagement, was that I was never to touch. All I had to do was heat up the oven.”“Well, it’s still pretty good.” They ate a few more mouthfuls in silence, then Lauren said, “Uh, about the other night, what Holly said...”Peter’s eyes lit up. “Were we going to have sex? That was priceless!”“Priceless! Thank God my parents had gone home by then!”“Oh, it wasn’t that bad. Lots of kids do that. I gather my sister Sue did that once, at a school parent’s night. Momma almost had a heart attack, but my father really pissed her off. He told Sue. At first, she would be sober most of the time when I came home. Then it became three or four nights a week she stayed sober -- usually when she knew I would be home early. We could talk on those nights, and make up for anything we fought about. She would agree not to be so petty, and I would agree not to take it all personally, and to pay more attention to her. Unfortunately, the deals stayed pretty one-sided, I would give her all the attention she wanted, and she would still be petty.She then.