I was anticipating a frustrating week. Also, my two teenaged sons were away, having gone to summer sports camp. But I wasn’t just alone, I was lonel... too. Suddenly, my phone rang. It was my next door neighbor, Marie, calling. We had talked to each other briefly earlier in the day, as she had been out walking her baby in her stroller and I had been out walking my sons’ dog. I had learned then that her husband was also away, due to his job. Marie is a very attractive woman; fit, slender but. Their resulting love fuck had been the best that Laura had ever experienced, more so that Sandra had insisted that Laura return the favour. Laura had moved to Sandra’s back and had placed her muff into her lover’s hair whilst slowly allowing the urge in her bladder to have its release. It had been an extraordinary sensation to have a wee over the back of a girl’s hair, squirting her hot wet stream over Sandra’s short golden strands. It had been so dirty, yet so thrilling that it had driven her. "Don't act innocent, you bastard," Carol shrieks, slapping him again, leaving a mark on his cheeks this time."Mom! What the hell?"Peter is horrified. What has got into his mother? He raises his hands and crosses them in front of his face in self defence.Carol slaps away his hands, and is about to strike him again, when he screams, "Mom!"For the first time, Carol looks at his face, registers his expression, his fearful and confounded eyes, and knows in that instant that her son is innocent.But. I set aside my breakfast basket and went back to my sister.“So, I’m kind of getting settled here. I have lots of new friends,” I told her. “Corey is coming by to take me to a party later.” “Is Corey a guy or a chick?” she smirked at me.“Do you care?” I volleyed back.“Have you kissed him or her yet?”“Probably the next time I see her.”“Oh, oh, oh.”“So you see.”We chatted a bit longer, about home and her coming out to see me. Even across a bridge of micro-circuitry, we felt we couldn’t.