I had cleaned up my room made my bed and was now looking at the clock 1:15 I should have known my sister must have told her to do it. So I got up and ...rabbed a hustler mag I had snagged from my Uncle James and was once again going to get off with my hand and then door opened Kathy came in and closed it behind her and once again all I could was stare she wore a small night pink blue with thin straps over here shoulders she looked amazing I dropped mag and said I did not think you were going to. I just sat there in awe of what was happening. I couldn't belive where I was and what I was doing. I was supposed to be visiting my ex girlfriend and here I was in a gay movie theater with a guy kneeling between my legs holding my cock. It all seemed to happen so fast.He gripped me tightly and started to stroke up and down. With each stroke pre cum started to ooze its way out of me and things got slippery."You're a naughty boy aren't you" He said.I felt myself building up like I was ready to. I looked at her with a puzzled look. She smiled and leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and filled my cup up again. “Try this with honey, I think you might like it.”“What did you make for us?” I asked her.“It’s Chamomile. This particular tea you can only get from India, I only make this for special guests.” She said sipping her cup.I dipped a spoon into the honey and then stirred it into my tea. I looked up at the woman I was talking to. “We’ve talked so much about me, and yet, I still know. Better than the Twinkie I had last night." I have some frozen strawberries for dessert. If you want we can wait to have them later. I didn't make coffee because it keeps me awake and then I can't keep my mind off what has transpired this past year." I don't blame you and I know just what you mean. Your mind goes round and round and you end up in the morning more tired than ever. Hank, not to get personal, but do the sheets on your bed need washing? I can run them through and make your bed up.