I sat down in the easy chair trying to watch the movie and my parents at the same time and got so horny that it became impossible to avoid rubbing my ...lit through my shorts. As the action between Mom and Don became more energetic, Mom finally said, "Jenny, for crying out loud, pull your pants down so you can rub your pussy. I know you want to." And I did . . . want to, so down came my shorts. Mom and Don continued as if I weren't even there. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but I could. "Oh my god! This feels so good. You're making my cock feel great. Oh Heather! Keep watching me jack off for you.” His hand was moving very fast by then. He kept moaning and talking dirty to me. “You're so fucking sexy, baby. God, you're so hot. I love your body. Your little tits drive me crazy!" No one had ever said anything like that to me. He loved my body? My tits drove him crazy? My body was starting to shake. I was out of breath and my mind was on overload. My pussy was throbbing and. Some he whittled himself from soap stone or timber, others collected or received as gifts throughout the years. All of which expressed his style and quirky humor. He, we’ll call him Joe, slid up beside me holding a glass of wine. This is when I noticed he was wearing sheep skinned fur lined moccasins, a pair of old faded jeans with a hole in top of the pocket and even a purple flannel shirt. As my gaze lifted to his face I noticed he was clean shaven, wearing the Detroit Tigers ball cap I had. Since there were no medical problems on Cel Sehel understood and gave her a name. Doris kissed her and as soon as all the fruit was gone so were our visitors. ‘We have two hours,’ Larry said. ‘We could go talk to her.’ They kissed, dressed, and took the train to Clara. The doctor talked to them between patients and told them that she would look at their old records and call them back. Late that day the doctor called back and both returned to the city. The Doctor, her name was Pag and she was.