”I looked at him and scratched my head trying to make since of what he said.Then the light went on. “What? You mean you want me to suck this dog�...s cock?”“That’s what cocksuckers do isn’t it?”“But it’s a dog’s cock.” I wined.“Still, it’s a cock and you are a cocksucker aren’t you?”I hesitated. “Yes, but it’s still a cock that’s on a dog.”“A cock is a cock and what did you agree to do.”My mind reached back and remembered what I agreed to less than six hours ago.Then I responded. “I agreed to .... Later I heard her on the phone andI got quite worried until I heard her ask how I was taught to select theright wine to go with a meal and I knew that they had told her the way Idid it. Red wine goes with red meat, white with fish and for otherdishes people could have their choice. She did ask why I didn't know asmuch about wines as I did before and I didn't understand that bit. I'msure I didn't know the difference between red and white wines before Iwas trained, at least if I did, I don't. "Technically, that's not fucking," Camille observed."Be that as it may," Lynette replied, "I'd give them a nine point oh for technique, and a perfect ten for enthusiasm." Camille... oh, my!"The new voice belonged to Will Swift."They're at it again," Lynette said. "Kristen's not going to stop until he explodes."I was, by now, getting a bit of performance anxiety. My impromptu sex act with Kristen wasn't intended to become a spectator sport. Lynette was one thing. Camille and Will were completely. Then I happened to see my Mom before she took off. Our apartment at that time was small. My folks bedroom was also the living room. I walked in on Mom when she was changing clothes. I didn't know until then that women's breasts could sag so far when they were older.Now since Mom took off, I'm living in the basement of our unfinished house. Did I mention that I went to the high school across town until we moved over here when Mom left. One more reason to pick on me. In addition to being small.