Alex was flipping over cards. Max was on her phone. Sam was sitting there morose. I put the first cup in her hands.“No marshmallows.” I rubbed her...fingers. Rubbed her hair. Rubbed her cheek. She made an awkward semi-smile. Alex took her cup next after an insistent eye-slinging I got from Max.“Thanks, Gene,” Max said as I handed her the third.“You’re welcome, Max.” I leaned over and kissed her head. I was grinning as I sat down across from Alex.“You don’t have a cup,” she noticed.“I’ll make some. Mom: Yeah. You men are lucky.Me: Why so?Mom: Look at you! You are only wearing boxers.Me: Well, mom, anyone can wear any type of clothes. You can get rid of that saree and wear boxers like me. I have plenty, I can lend you some.I was a bit scared of how my mom would react to what I said.Mom: Haha. Nice one.Me: No, mom. I’m serious. Do you really want to spend the next month or two like this?Mom: Well, you are right. Summer is just starting.Me: And we anyway have to stay at home because of. ” Clive said. Clive wanted to hand job me off over his wife’s knickers!I must have had hundreds of hand jobs back at boys’ school, my wife regularly hand jobs me, but it had been years since another guy had done one for me. I’m as straight as they come but I wasn’t going to miss this chance of something kinky erotic. I let go of my cock and thrust my hips further forward for Clive’s hand.Clive had a long feel of my hairy balls and cock, then closed his thumb and forefinger round my shaft and. And yes, it is real punishment. Oh my, dear Lord, let me not enjoy it!”“No no! That is the punishment I lay upon you, since you reject all pleasure, it is my punishment that you MUST enjoy this”Brother Michael looked down red faced. He had given a vow of obedience to the Abbot and so he would obey; it would be hard, but he would repent long and long after.“Here we are, the visitors lodge. Ah, and here is Abbess Hilda.”“Welcome, welcome Abbot and this is Brother Michael? Yes, welcome both of.