I felt as though I was very different to the last time I'd seen her. My body had developed quite a bit more and my boobs were a lot more definite now ...�� still only small, but they now had a proper shape to them. My hips had filled out a bit too and I even had a few little wisps of hair around my pussy. Even more exciting though, I'd discovered the pleasure I could get from my body and had become a great fan of masturbation. I loved it and did it most days — sometimes more than once! I found my. Simpering, spineless toadies: that's what they are. They disgust me. I thought they were my friends and my colleagues." Let it go," his father repeated in a soft, strong voice."Why?" Because I don't want you to end up like your mother who's as bitter as bitter can be. You are better than that. I raised you to be better than that."Brendan dropped his head into his hand, mimicking his father in the coffee shop without realizing it. "I can't. It's too soon." Probably so, Brendan, but you don't. Everybody else here has heard all my war stories I need a new ear."I sat and asked " what kind of war stories? You mean real war stories?" Hell yeah son. I was a nurse in Vietnam." Wow that must have been rough." Hell yeah at first but you had to get tough real quick. No time for sissies when people are dieing."She was fascinating. She retired from the Army. There were lots of funny stories and not so funny ones. She was a tough old gal and I loved listening to her. She was whispering dirty. Deciding that the underwater thing just wasn’t working for me, I slowly pushed Al towards the steps as I went under one last time. By the time we got to the steps I needed to come up for air anyway and I told Al that we needed to dry dock this blowjob. I lead him to the lounge chair and as he lay back I began again. This time I was able to lick him all over his cock and balls without drowning.I could tell that I had him going now and as I started sucking him in earnest I also spread his legs..