He began to play with his cock, all the while staring me straight in the eye. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I also couldn't just stand there... I began to remove my clothes and moved to join young Michael. I moved his hand from his cock and replaced it with my mouth. He moaned loudly as I gave him the blow job of his young life. I alternated from his cock to his balls, at times looking up at his face to see him looking back at me, flashing that killer smile. I worked his cock,. Now we find it difficult to say anything to each other. The bond between Jessie and I kept her at my apartment though. I know she is concerned about Melissa. My fear is that Melissa would do something stupid. I am not concerned that she would intentionally harm herself. But I am afraid she might do something in anger that she would later regret.The phone startled both of us. We stare at each other for a moment before I pick up the phone."Hello." Mark? This is Caroline, Melissa's mother. Is. I saw her start the engine, and heard it turn over as I got out of my car, but I knew she could go nowhere. She was trapped between the parking curb in front and my Dodge.I walked to the side of her car and saw her panicked expression turn to frustration and sadness. She collapsed on the steering wheel and began weeping. I went down and slowly opened the door."Go away," she screamed as she sat up. She didn't stop crying but left her hands on the steering wheel and leaned back, tears. And pretty much empty for a Friday afternoon. I rode to the farthest parking area, which I new had some smaller trees and bushes off the parking area.I parked, she parked right next to me. I got off my bike, I put my jacket and helmet on the seat, knowing I wouldn't be very far from them. She had opened her door and was stepping out when I walked around the back of the car. She has her heels on now.I said "Nice legs." She giggled a bit. I extended my hand as in a hand shake and to help her.