He held the large globe of flesh in both hands as he sucked on the nipple. When Beth moved to Brenda's side of the bed, I saw Brenda reach up her hand... "Quite a load, don't you think?" Her hand was covered in cum.Sally looked over at them, trying to comprehend what was going on with her son yet too caught up in her own orgasmic state to figure it all out or maybe even care. Beth carefully wiped off Brenda's hand and then proceeded to wipe Jimmy's crotch area. Brenda stroked Jimmy's head as he. "That's OK, I'll make something that will hold till you get home. Is there anything special you might want?" No. Whatever is handy will be fine."It was a pathetic attempt to make small talk on our part. She knew what she was going to be doing and I knew what she was going to be doing and we were both walking on eggs.I got to work early and made all the arrangements for my transfer to Huntsville. After signing all the proper papers and cleaning out my desk, I stopped by a divorce attorney's. The other man grunted an acknowledgement - without bothering to look at Jim. Such was the culture of the inner city. No personal contact with strangers.As Jim flipped through the ads, he was still thinking about what had happened. At eighteen, he'd enlisted in the Navy. A few years bobbing around on an aircraft carrier in southeast Asia, perfecting his skills in fixing things mechanical. Then he left the service, branded unfairly as one of `those' veterans of the Viet Nam experience. An. I notice that there are very few cars in the lot. I want to ask him what is going on but I trust him. Why would he lie to me about where he lived? "Do you have any fantasies?" I ask Nick. He looks puzzled for a minute. My heart starts to race. Do I tell him about mine now that I asked him? "Yes, I do, I think everyone does." "What are yours?" "I dream of being on an island, with a cottage that has a beautiful deck that faces the west so that I can watch the sunsets." "Nice." "What about sexual.