How did that compare to the fact that he hadn't had to pay for his first car but I did, or how Mom hadn't seemed to notice that if things kept going a... they were, I just might graduate from college before him, even though he was two years older than me? "Now, admittedly," Mom said, "I might have encouraged him more than I should have. But, really, dear, you had to know when you asked me to wait until Nat turned eighteen before taking any of our sons into my bed that I'd never make it, right?". He felt as if he needed deeper breaths of air he was so aroused by this gorgeous older woman whose hand was on his crotch. Then, suddenly, her hand began running up and over his crotch as if his jeans were off his body. It was too hard for him to control his emotional state as it became harder and harder and even harder. He knew he wanted her. He knew he wanted to be undressed and he wanted her unclothed as well. He knew he wanted her on top of his body as her boobs bounced and shook and they. Standing under the water stream I started to cry in utter defeat in my situation. 'You okay over there partner?, came a voice behind me, I looked at my shower partner, and nodded. Yeah, I'm okay, just a little upset with myself, I said dejectedly.' You compete today he said, I nodded, well I said, I tried anyway and gave a tired chuckle.' I reached up, gathered some liquid soap an started to lather up my body. I stepped out from under the water and vigorously worked the soap over my tired. I have spent a good deal of time thinking back on this. I have tracked and traced, and pinpointed. I attribute that precise moment to being the opening of one big fucking can of worms."Let's see if the car is unlocked. I want to get in the back," she said sliding against me and off the back of the patrol car. (Come again? -- Don't mind if I do.)"Shirsten." My hormones quickly jumped back behind their own battle lines. I could hear the orders being given to ready the heavy artillery. Somewhere a.