Later that day, a message from Jim did too. The next day, Jim surprised me with a story he wrote about his visit! It turns out that he writes pretty w...ll and I have decided to post it here, almost verbatim...except for changing the names and some minor editing!(See below!)Soon after Tammie and my buddy moved into their new house, she gave me an invite to come up and see the place. I was very excited for her and her husband that they were finally going to be on their own again and have some. You'd also think he was still in Oklahoma to hear to country twang to his voice.Mom, on the other hand could probably fit into her high school cheerleader's costume, if she'd ever gone along with that nonsense. Her opinion of cheerleaders was that they were too stupid to get good grades or stay off their backs. She didn't have any accent you could notice, though what I called a countryism would sneak into her speech once in a while. She probably weighed in at about a third of my dad's weight. I wonder how long it'll be, he thought, before she lets me do her hot little pussy again? Now that I've fucked it once, I want to fuck it again and again and again. Oh, wow!The handsome young, teenage boy found himself wondering then about what Carl Bradley's first time must have been like. Christ, he was really a man with experience, he must have done it hundreds of times, thousands even. And his mother, too, although it was difficult for him to think like a woman, to know what went on inside. Paul carried the Chesterfield chair in and adjusted the lighting. It went very well. Joy and Ann were doing the filming with the slo-mo’s and four unmanned cameras. It was completed, including editing just before one. May made some lunch then they watched it. May was getting better and better at it. Paul was about to upload them when Ann got a call from Pam to tell her, Jean her daughter, had the bank and PayPal account set up, and she would give this information during the Skype conference.