Tomson did ask mom to marry him and mom told him yes she would, which made this supper all the more important to Nestlé and me. As Nestlé and I wer... setting the table and getting ready to pull the food out of the oven, Mr. Tomson and my mom walked into the front door of the house, “Baby I’m home, and Alice Johnson is here with me.”“Okay dad, you’re just in time to clean up, and I will have it on the table for you when you are done.”Once the table was set and all the food put on the table, Mr.. I pulled the glove off my other hand and threw it in the disposal bin. “Just lay there and relax,” I told him, “while I get you cleaned up.” I turned on the water faucet, washed the semen off my hand and arm, and soaked a couple of hand cloths in warm water. I then proceeded to wipe up all the semen that was splattered all over him. I quickly realized that two cloths was not going to be enough. Finally after going through four washcloths I was able to get all the cum mopped up. All the while. He plonked his weary head back on the soft, fluffy, sleep-persuading pillow, then turned to look at the man beside him. Adam lay still beside him with closed eyes and a slight grin on his attractive face.“You know Adam, you laugh at me every morning and I can never work out what’s so funny!” Harry muttered.“Good morning to you too!” Adam responded sarcastically.“Sorry” Harry chuckled, “good morning hunny” he replied with a small kiss on the cheek.“That’s better”.They laughed together for a. Kerry planted a kiss right on my cheek and laid her head on my chest. The next words that I would say or that she would say to break the silence would be vital. They would define our situation in terms of it being a good thing or a bad thing that this had happened. Kerry wasnt even a teenager yet. In the eyes of the law, I was now a sex offender, being that I was fully aware of what was happening and played no action to stop it. It was just a handjob, but that didnt matter, this was something.