He paused, muscles on his face twitching. Finally looked in her blazing eyes, saw what he needed there. Took the phone from her. -Want me to leave you...in private while you speak to her? He shook his head: -No lassie. I know… that I can have no secrets from you. Please stay. She smiled, enchanted by his trust. He pressed the broadcast button, dialled. Quite a few rings, then a woman’s voice, posh English, sharp with annoyance: -Who the fuck’s that? It’s past midnight. This’d better be good!. Shellie moved the crotch of his shorts to one said. "Let me smell."She pushed her nose into his balls, inhaling."Ohhh, that's nice," she purred.Her tongue flicked along the side of his balls."Tastes nice, too."Jay spread his thighs wide as his mother slipped between his knees, turning to face him. She sat on the deck, her long legs shoved underneath his chair. His cock and balls stood out in the moonlight, and she kissed them, working her tongue around his balls.She moved her hands along his. At that moment a small van pulled up and a couple of people got out. The driver turned on his heels andmarched toward them. I saw him waving his arms while the people from the van looked rather helpless atthe empty house.I went in to my kitchen to get some ide coffee and when I came back out there was a flurrty of activitygoing on. People were getting the moving boxes off the truck and the side door to the hose was open. Iguess someone showed up finally.I drank my coffee and watched the whole. I take a lot of risk in my stories. Like, I talked about real people just in fictional contexts. If they ever read it, they’d-they’d know I LIKE them even! I can’t do THAT in real life, if I knew they’d read it, right? It’s against the laws of physics! People aren’t allowed to meet or to tell people what they truly think like! They want to do a thing or two, only to say, but I can’t because that is not the way the world works! And I HATE that! You know what we should do? Marriage, demolished..