" Ryan was curious about this, as it was considerably earlier than the time either of them normally went to bed. But, he had grown tired of wrestling ...ith whether or not to ask Jennifer about her actions, so he welcomed the opportunity to be alone."O.K. Mom," he replied. "Thanks for dinner." Ryan entered the living room as his mother ascended the stairs to get ready for bed. He sat down and turned on the television, but after several minutes of channel flipping, he decided there was nothing. ’ I remember a grunt in reply (the person outranked me, but so did everybody else), to acknowledge that an insignificant being had spoken. The he or she (who remembers?) said something like ‘Yeah, she’s an English major, Dean’s List, I was in a Shakespeare class with her last year.’ ‘Does she ever come around here?’ I asked. Yes, I was a puppy indeed. ‘She can’t get in here.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘Her wheelchair won’t fit in the elevator.’ Of course, this was in the ghastly pre-Americans With. She was on the rag, and I had just sucked Dan off twice over the course of the evening, while they kissed, and he sucked her breasts. And when I wasn’t sucking his cock, he had me down there sucking his balls and perineum.Dan also convinced me to let him sit on my face that night, and they both laughed as he slid forward, and I rimmed his ass. He started out on my face as a joke, but when I didn’t struggle to move away, and he felt me sucking his asshole, I think that was the final straw for. I think he began to relax when he saw his relatively male looking reflection in the mirror.When he was seated in the kitchen I gave him the doctored orange juice, he rapidly downed it in one go, "Damn, that's good juice!" he swore, then moving for a kiss I gave him a light one on the cheek. As he started to move away he began to sway and collapsed on the floor.Alison came running, fearing he had laid me out cold, "Oops, I forgot it knocks the subject unconscious for fifteen minutes!" I said.