Dad picked up Mike at school, one day, and I never saw either of them again." Wow! That must have been rough. How old were you?" I was fourteen. Mike ...as twelve." And you're meeting after nine years at the Astoria? That's great!"June gave a little nod. "Thanks. I just don't know if it'll be the same Mikey. Who knows how he's changed." Everything'll work out. You'll see." I hope so," she said, glancing out the window.June paid the fare, did a quick check of her brown skirt. She took a deep. Then she kissed me. Not a motherly kiss, but one that lingered and became heated, with soft tender lips and the heady smell of perfume and makeup. The feel of her breasts. God help me, for some reason I responded, tightening my hold on her, my cock swelling in my pants. Her hold on me drew tighter and her mouth opened. I'd never even guessed Mom would be a tongue kisser, but she was very good at it. She moaned into my mouth as our tongues danced together.She finally drew away with a breathless. Phir mera us ke ghar roz aana jana shuru ho gaya dhree-2 wo mere sath ghul mil gai phir main ek din dhayan se us ki Aankhon main dekha aur main samaj gaya ki wo bhi kuch chahti hai lakin meri us ko bolne ki himat nahi hui ek din maine us ke ghar per kuch jayda hi pi li aua maine soch liya ki aaj main us ko pakar kar bol hi dunga ki main tere liye pagal ho gaya hun per dar. Bhi lagta tha kanhi kiyo ki mera dost bhi mere sath hi hota tha. Achank mera dost uth kar dusre kamre main gaya aur wo bhi. We were only about a mile out of town, so the trip in didn't take long. Caleb and I went into the blacksmith's shop to talk with him. I explained to him what we needed while he chewed on a plug of tobacco.The blacksmith spit out a stream of juice that almost hit a bucket he had for the purpose and said, "Let's take a look at her."He walked around the wagon and looked it over carefully. Then he looked underneath. "We can do it," he said. "The wagon looks to be in really good shape." Could you do.