Most of my experience with men was furtive late night encounters, front seat blow-jobs, or being fucked in the back seat like a high school cheerleade.... With these it was very easy to disassociate from the act itself. When you have your head buried in someone lap when you suck them off, you don’t really associate the dick you are sucking with the individual. If you are bent over in the back seat taking it up the ass, again it is easy to be cool and really just be some place else.Tonight. Mind you, she wasn’t rude about it. As long as I let Mom through first, I always received a gracious thank you.The high point, or low point, if you will, of Mom’s Courtesy Campaign occurred when I was fourteen. I was sentenced to six months of cotillion classes. For the Damn Yankees in the audience, cotillion class is a combination finishing school and Arthur Murray for proper young Southerners. Every Tuesday night at a local church, I learned the rudiments of etiquette and ballroom dancing. I. "Now hold your bottom tight to hold it in."I felt I was bursting and desperately wanting let it out, I could feelthe gurgling of water sloshing about."Now sit on the loo, but hold it in a little longer." It is getting painful Carol, please can I go?" Oh, ok then, as it's your first time."The relief as I opened my bowels was great, I finished and wiped myselfclean, Carol then bent me over, pushed the tube back in and refilledme. The pain was not so intense now, the second flushing through mademe. ”Tommy chipped in, “As far as what you might wear, you take that sweater off and you’ll be good to go.”“Don’t you guys ever give up? Yes, the sweater comes off, but it is going to be replaced by a t-shirt, and the panties stay.” She walked off toward the bed and her duffel.Tommy lamented, “Does she really believe she’s going to sleep between us in panties and a t-shirt and continue saying ‘no’?”“I can’t guess at what she might or might not believe,” Blake remarked, “but I am confident of this –.