She looked down. Then she looked up as her hands pulled the towel back together. “Oh umm uhhh sorry” she said. “I uhhh didn’t mean that to hap...en.””No, it’s okay. I mean” but I didn’t know what to say. Yeah, okay. It’s been three long, long years since I’d had sex. Yes, I’m one of your typical American males. I do love a woman’s eyes. I do love her smile as well. I like women’s shoulders. I am sincerely in love with a woman’s breasts. There is no doubt about that at all. Also don’t forget her. "I would gladly take care of that erection if you're interested. I don't think I can get any clearer than that." I...I'd actually like that mom. I've thought about this happening a lot. It's kind of embarrassing to admit this, but you're the first woman that I had ever thought about when I started masturbating. And sometimes, I still think about you in that way. So it would be really nice if you were to do something like that for me." I've always suspected that. But I'm glad that I know for. “Yeah, I thought you would,” his voice sounded accusing and his eyes changed, but only for a flash, then he took another big lung-full of pot smoke, then laid another big open-mouthed kiss on me. I inhaled deeply, taking as much of the smoke as he offered. And when he stopped breathing out, I felt his hand on my bare belly, moving slowly upward, and he started to lick the inside of my mouth with his tongue. When I couldn’t hold my breath any longer, I started exhaling, and surprising me, Sam. James was out there and he smiled at me as I came in. He handed me a glass, reading my mind, and kissed me on the head. He went back to his bedroom with his drink. I put the glass back and ran to James room as the idea popped into my head. I opened the door and hopped on his bed. He was already lying there under the covers. Can I sleep in here tonight? I asked. Sure, he replied. He got up and shut the door. He made sure to lock it too. Can we do what we did earlier? I pleaded. You liked that?.