When she didn't show a blank look, I continued. " 'Great!' the stud shouted. 'What's the bad news?' 'It's malignant, ' replied the doctor."Now she had...the blank look. "Malignant." I repeated slowly so she could hear the pronunciation. "Do you know what that means?"She shrugged."It had cancer, they were going to have to whack it off." Ewwwww," she groaned. "They cut off his dick?" Gone," I agreed."What so funny about that?" she asked. "It's just gross." Well you have to know guys," I explained.. Their parents had the right to sell them into indentured service and things like that. Children had no rights at all." OK," I said. "I get that, but that's all changed. Don't tell me the bleeding heart liberals haven't changed the laws by now." SOME of it has changed," she said, ignoring my barb about bleeding heart liberals. She was one and we both knew it. But she also knew I was just using a euphemism. "There's been legislation regarding children, but it's been piecemeal. There's law on what. I was humming, mumbling, saying nothing but saying it faster, breathing faster again, knowing we could take our time with this fuck. His cock was rubbing my fingers by then and I know he moved himself to be at more of an angle to me behind me, rubbed the head of his cock on my very wet pussy lips and along the way rubbed it against my ass….something I had never tried. It felt good and I let him push it in my ass just a brief ways before scooting and asking: “Fuck me, Al. Fuck me again,. ” “That so?” she asked, catching the mock-serious tone in his voice. He had sidled closer to her, his khaki pants leg pressing against her jogging pants. She felt his heat, the hardness of his thigh and calf muscles, through the fabric.” “Gee, you Yalies study the most interesting things.” With a quick move she flicked a pinch of flour against her throat. “Oh dear, I just got some on my throat. Could you get that off, too? Pleeease?” “Let Dr. Mike take a look.” He turned her to face him. “Yep,.