Well, Amber did. Tommy didn't have to act.Luckily for them, Chloe had a rehearsal after school, which gave Amber and Tommy an extra two hours to fool ...round.Once Chloe was home, mother and son had to restrain themselves. Amber was surprised how difficult it was for her not to unzip Tommy's pants and suck his dick.Tommy was the first to go to bed. Amber sat around with Chloe, trying to act normal, but by the minute, her panties were getting wetter, and her nipples ached. She knew Tommy was. So surprisingly light was he that I jerked him upright with enough force to jar him a bit. ‘Careful! Careful. I have not passed on my secrets just yet,’ he scolded in a half whisper. I apologized. ‘I am light with my weakness, now, so take me on your back and carry me. I will not be able to walk or glide here.’ I did so, and we were off. It felt odd to have this old man on my back, and odder still to have him there with such ease. He pointed the direction he wanted me to go, and I went that. She was giggling and I hoped nobody else heard what either of them said.Even though we had plenty of room, she got up on my lap and said, “Recording our own music. That sounds really exciting, doesn’t it, Michael?”“We have five jobs in the next eleven days, sweetie,” I said. “It’ll have to wait for a while, OK?”“I understand,” she said, turning my head to give me a nice kiss.From around us, we heard, “Get a room, you two?”We dropped the first bunch off, and went on until we had our final ten. Maybe she actually believed the crap about failing out, Freddie thought, as if she wasn't smart enough or good enough for college.The former tech producer stared out the window of his new dorm room, the walls as bland and grey as he had feared. He had a sink counter, a small desk and chair, and a bare twin bed, but that was pretty much it for the 8x8 room, though since he was sharing, it really was more like a 6x6.Marissa Benson pushed past her son, carrying boxes on boxes, while ordering Sam.