I headed off to bed first and was almost asleep when my door opened wider and Mike came in his nightwear."Do you feel like some company tonight, Mom? ... feel a bit lonely tonight and miss Dad."I flipped back the covers to let him join me and we were soon settled down and the light was out after a quick goodnight peck. I was on my side facing away from my son and there was a space between us but, even though there was no physical contact, just knowing that the other was there comforted both of us. He had no problem with it, he wasn’t shy about his body. And to ultimately prove his point he dropped his towel all together. It was all I could do to not outright stare. I kept looking down at the floor then back up to his dick.It was incredible, well hung, cut perfectly and neatly trimmed. I noticed however that I was wrong about the size, from close up it looked to be more about 6 inches soft. It was the quite frankly one of hottest things I had ever seen in my life. Out of reflex I became. "Yeah, let me give you my email address too, so you can let me know your itinerary." Totally," she said.It was months from Mardi Gras, and his birthday came and went and left him 40 in its wake. He celebrated with a surprise party featuring friends from college, a few awkward and maudlin moments, and a spectacular blowjob from his wife that had left him wondering why they weren't usually that good. She thought it was great that his step-daughter would be visiting, but reminded him she wouldn't. Here on Chaos it would just be considered unfortunate.All of the sudden, Tory realized what he'd been humming. And he was struck by the thought that he was now living in a world without Christmas. His mother had loved the holiday and something she had said once, made him wonder what kind of religions they must have back on Cassandra. It was from a few years earlier, when they were walking home from Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve. His parents were holding hands, and his father had asked her what.