I'd lie in it and pretend to already be asleep and every night before she fell asleep she'd go into the bathroom, run a hot bath, and get undressed th...n bathe like clockwork before climbing underneath the covers beside me. Through the different mirrors and in direct view, I'd watch her. She was still young herself then, a brunette, and I thought she was absolutely the most gorgeous woman in the world. Hell, my mom was smoking hot. She was petite, her skin bronzed by the sun everywhere her two. . I can dothat! I just had to have you to tell me that that's what I had to do it." She said with a flair of excitement. "It's been a long time since we've had a 'play night'. I think this could be even more exciting." Now, I've got to get ready for my date, so you run along and take your shower like a good boy." She said with a wet kiss, a smile and then gently pushing me toward the door.I was sitting on the living room sofa having a drink and waiting for the two of them to finish getting. I knew you were up to something but didn’t know what it was as you try to wrap your fingers around the shaft of the dildo and slowly slide up and down over the vainy realistic looking surface. It must be 8” long, with life like features. Your hand starts just below the bulbous head, down to the big freely hanging balls.It juts out from between you thighs, held in place by. . . . . .There’s no straps, wow , how is she doing that? I’ve never seen anything like it, but I like it, I like it a. I was smiling. All I said was, “Cherry Conners.”His expression went from stunned to momentary confusion to rage. “You fucking cunt!” He lunged at me. Was able to move maybe half an inch with both uniforms gripping his biceps. Maybe not that much.I thanked Sergeant Finch and she said, “My pleasure, Winter. Sincerely.”On the drive to the Wrigley, Vanessa cheek-kissed me, “You did good.”I smiled, “Yeah, I did. When they call you a cunt, you know you’ve nailed ‘em”Back to the future. Kansas City.