This nature does with a couple of hormonal soups and by packing a tsunami of bliss into the joining of the sex organs so that the act is the fundament...l force that drives the world. Making love, and plain old lusty fucking, is as inevitable as the sunrise. But suppression of this fundamental truth about the human condition was the essential goal of all my upbringing and instruction.My body did not agree with the indoctrination of my mind. Figuratively it said, "Fuck it." Literally, it urged me. I grabbed my purse and hurried out of the room. I joined the small parade of girls heading down the stairs and out of the building. I didn’t see any smoke or fire, but I wasn’t crazy enough to go looking for it. Once I was outside, I found Kelsey, my perky blond cheerleader roommate, and asked, ‘What’s going on?’ She shrugged, her eyes riveted on the fire trucks and police cars. There was one ambulance in their midst but the EMTs were just standing there talking to a couple of firefighters. The. ”Again she managed to get off the table without exposing anything of real interest to a horny male.I was afraid that I’d ruined my chances at seeing more of her body, but a couple of days later, it was mom who approached me for a massage. I was greatly relieved and gladly agreed.I was much less aggressive as I realized that I shouldn’t go too far too quickly. Over the next couple of months, I massaged mom two to three times a week and was rewarded with frequent close up views of her beautiful. She sat on the couch with her boot and other leg up on it, in a long, bright red, quilted robe with Japanese flowers, certainly the most colorful and feminine thing I had ever seen her wear.“Come here,” she pointed to a spot on the floor in front of her, plainly not inviting me to sit. “Tom, I am a private person, for many reasons,” at least she remembered my name. “Circumstances,” the word seemed bitter in her mouth, “have dictated that I must reveal some things to you. You must understand.