The journey continues a little longer and there is another sudden lurch from the carriage and I fall forwards again, this time my head touches his sho...lder and my hand again steadying myself on his tummy. As my nose is pressed against him I catch a smell of him and the deodorant suddenly takes me back to my first boyfriend, Steve. Funny how a smell can just transport you somewhere and open up memories that you’d all but forgotten. Steve was my first and I loved him dearly, but it was never. ”“Now, Herb, before we start on the legal stuff, let me tell you that the investigator’s report was right on the money about this outstanding piece of pure, unadulterated, wonderfully dirty sex, ass.”Having arrived there thinking that the blonde Cunt was permanently out of the picture, Herb was in a state of shock hearing his cousin talk about a prenup agreement, and quickly blurted out, “But Stone, I thought that we were going to terminate Brad’s engagement to this slut’s daughter, and throw. It gives me chills to think about it!" she said with a giggle. "Does that make me a slut?" Would you like to be a slut? For a night?" I asked, pulling her closer to me so she could feel my hardened member against her groin. She moaned. Being able to read people sure made this easier. I could tell she wanted to express her sexual side more. If calling her a slut in bed did it for her, who was I to judge."Grace will dance the last two songs with you, and then we will take you to my room. We got. So far I have managed to get nothing but A's in all of my classes," I replied."That's wonderful dear, but aren't you scheduled to take that awful sex education course next semester," She asked?"Yes, I will be starting that class in the fall," I answered."Johnny, couldn't you try applying to Harvard now, instead of waiting another year? Maybe with your grades as good as they are you would be accepted anyway, without having to take a fifth year of high school," She asked?"Mom, you and I both know.