Since my mom died two years ago my father’s been working himself into an early grave. He used to be fun to be around, but then he became so quiet, s... introverted. He would just sit around the house watching TV or reading. I tried setting him up with one of my college professors but he said he didn’t want a serious relationship so soon, but he was so miserable. I just didn’t know what to do. Up until three months ago I was seriously considering moving out. But all of a sudden things changed, and. ....Clare:It was a wonderful surprise when Peter joined me in Malta and I know I was certainly not going to to have 10 days of celibacy while he was around.I had recently had an abundance of various sex with Peter and friends and it had certainly changed my outlook on it and wondered what I would do without it while in Malta. He was the best lover that any woman could meet and he never failed to bring me to orgasm and satisfaction and even my friend Suzanne commented that he had been the best. Now I’m know his mom has absolutely no Calvin Klein panties so I cut the tag off... if she sees these panties and looks at the tag it’s game over. I pack them in my bag so Full of doubt but wanting to feel that dopamine rush once more time. I go over hang out. Excuse myself to the bathroom.. this is it. The moment that could ruin everything, ruin a relationship what the hell am I doing!?i put them in the drawer. Right at the back, under her own. I’m thinking it’s too obvious at the front, at. In time I offered him another can which he took.We soon smoked some more weed and I feel drowsy again.I kept hearing Gina in my head.“Don’t let him turn you into faggot while I’m gone,” I kept hearing Gina’s words.The more I smoke the less I heard her.I didn’t even know he was at my cock again.Feeling embarrassed he was like that dog that wants to mount your leg.This time as he has sucked my cock I just sat there enjoying my can and his work.Eventually, I felt the urge to join in but was.