She paused, and looked at him quizzically.“I love you.” Jason said simply. It wasn’t much different from what he had said to her hundreds of tim... during his life. But this time it seemed full of meaning and portent.And intent.Helen blinked at her son, her eyes glazing and going unfocused for a moment, before it faded. Then a warm, and soft smile blossomed on her face, making her appear even lovelier than normal.“Oh Jason, that’s so sweet.” She said, her voice low, seeming to purr her happiness.. "Don't make me punishyou."Still trembling slightly, Fifi reached out a manicured hand and grabbedthe big cock, as lightly as he could. Mr. Walker sighed contentedly andsank back into his cushions. He put out his own hand and caressedFifi's arm."Now stroke it, slowly."Fifi did. He could feel the member pulsing as he stroked it, up anddown. Then, Mr. Walker's hand was on his shoulder, and he was pushinghim down. Fifi tried to resist, feebly."Come on, Fifi, just do it," said Mr. Walker, just above. "Perhaps I need to get out the Sorcerer's Wand and practice some spells?" Even that would not break my vow of secrecy -- I think. We have to try it to find out."I got the room lights ready -- dim enough not to glare but bright enough to see Bob's sexy muscles -- especially one particular love muscle!We'd just finished our arrangements with the water bottles, pillows and towels when I realized he was standing there glaring at me with his fists on his hips."What?"He started in with a hard look,. " That is what Pat did," Brindy said. "She treated me like I was a real person. That I had things to say that she wanted to hear. That my being around made things better."I smiled. "Yes. That is it. Me being around makes things better. Him being around makes things better. And one plus one is MUCH greater than simply two." You DO get it," Brindy said. "I harbored the idea that maybe..." That I was here because I am a poor Guatemalan girl and a rich American man who will take care of me is a.