.I..don’t know what to say…please, wasn’t that enough? If I suck you off can we stop? Please Kent”“No mom, we can’t stop until I get my fi...l. Start calling me son and do what I say!”As she undressed fully I finally got to see her entirely nude. She looked wonderful. I took one of her breasts in my hand. Squeezing and massaging it. I started to suckle and nibble her nipple after a few minutes she was moaning again. Then I looked her in the eyes and pulled her mouth to mine. She was hesitant,. ” I nodded this time.“It’s just an expression,” I answered. “What sort of data am I looking for?” He didn’t seem to understand. “E-mail? Word processing? Spreadsheets?” He nodded at all of them then held up a finger and after struggling for a few minutes shot out another word.“Favorites.” He grinned as though he had just solved the New York Times Crossword.“And Favorites,” I affirmed. “Okay. Just fill out this form. I’ll need your name, address, and phone number. Then sign here. This is a. It had taken a few tries before I got there, and it wasn't entirely without pain, but it felt absolutely wonderful inside me, spread, full, and so alive.It was like that now, too. My fingers had paused at my clitoris, to assure it I'd be back, but then slid down between my thighs, between my lips, deep down inside myself. I loved this feeling best of all, such control over my body, intimate and personal, private and secret, a part of me no one else really understood.As my now slippery fingers. “I’m Judd,” he introduced himself, taking her hand and shaking it, “I’m the Best Boy.”Charise looked around the set. Just being the four of them, Judd was actually the ‘Only Boy’. She noted how clammy his palm was as they shook hands. “And what’s a ‘Best Boy’?”“Oh, I help with the set, the equipment. Just, you know… help,” he said earnestly, then added, “I can fluff you.”“You can what me?”“Fluff you. We have ice or feathers. Your choice.”Charise withdrew her hand. “Uhh…”“Don’t bother,” Parker.