" He reached out and took my hand."This is how it is here." he went on as I tried to drink some coffee as casually as I could. But my hand shook a bit... and they saw.I couldn't bring myself to look at Burke who was at the counter putting slices of bread in the toaster. I remembered my talk with Grover the night before, and I steeled myself to accept whatever presented itself. This was my son's life, and if he was happy, I wanted to be happy for him."Did you sleep well, Grace?" Burke said. Today, girls come merely half dressed in their tops, cut too low to exhibit their boobs and skirts cut way too high to show their ass curves every time they only bent a little giving the boys a nice show. Talk of the boys who mostly, if not faggots in real life; looked to be faggots for sure but of course doing all that was possible to show their big, almost adult sized cocks and the bulging balls in their extremely tight jeans and or Lycra like sports pants. This was an old designed gymnasium.. “I would like to see her be only for you, Davy. That is what is best for her. Her programming is too strong, particularly since it reinforces her own nature. Having someone else would devastate her even more than an unprogrammed woman.”“That makes sense. I thought Andy was programmed that way. But, Mary, I am surprised by the way you feel. I never thought of you as a mother, I guess. And, I am surprised Uncle Bert programmed you the way he did. Why did he leave you with these incongruities?”“I. His cock, and it slid in to her easily. Oh Michelle felt dirty, filthy - would naughty ever be enough again? Flirting on line, could it ever get her damp again? A second strange cock in ten minutes, naked in a field, Oh Hell how can naughty ever match this? She came again, on her second extramarital cock of the day. He was already close, he had watched this mature, full grown woman, make love like an Angel and take his friends seed like a whore. He had about a minute he reckoned. This young.