‘I could use a haircut.’ ‘I work downtown.’ I take a deep breath and wonder if I should tell him the rest. A little bit of a breeze rustles th...ough, catching his scent on a wave of air. I’ve never felt this way… So off balance by someone, and somehow addicted to the feeling. ‘Sometimes I do cuts in my apartment, though.’ ‘Hmm. I might have to make an appointment, then.’ + I don’t see much of him the next few weeks. We smile when we pass one another in the hall, or on the street, and. In the short term I found my self in class day-dreaming and fantasizing about a few sexy white MILF teachers I had. They always gave me preferential treatment - always told my parents (especially mom who was an educator) how great I was doing in my studies and in sports.They came to our games and made sure to let me know how athletic and fit I was. So these two teachers were both in their mid to late 30s or early 40s in terms of their age. One was blonde and the other brunette with juicy asses. Keon explained that he had asked me before adding both doses to the drinks, and that I eagerly agreed. He asked me what I thought ‘rolling’ meant, and I said something about making the joint. Everyone in the room suddenly knew what happened except me.Keon asked me if I ever took e or molly, or even viagra...When I told him that I never had taken any of those, he said that tonight was definitely a night of firsts then. He had some stuff that he had custom-made, with molly and viagra mixed. I could feel the tension in her to begin with, but I could also feel it gradually lessen.I glanced over at my mother and Jurgen and saw them gliding effortlessly together. They were closer together than when they started, and the smile on my mother's face told me that she was enjoying herself. I turned to Shelly."Have a look at Mom and Jurgen," I said quietly.Shelly looked around before spotting them and then smiled."She's having a good time, Rod. She looks happy. I'm glad." Me too. You think.