I have just arrived at the Resort, but my brother, Ryan hasn't as yet. My brother Ryan is the youngest of the family and is 31years old. When I last s...w him, he was about 6'1" with sun-bleached hair, as he loves surfing. He usually worked on computers during the week but spent most weekends at the beach, chasing the waves. He had an average body, a few muscles in his legs from surfing, but nothing over the top. When I arrived at the Resort I signed in and left a message for Ryan that I would be. This time it was less awkward and managed to laugh about it. That’s when we started our secret sexual relationship. Our relationship took a turn from being a mother and son to lovers. Things got complicated when she got pregnant. My dad knew it was not his but my mother constantly tried to make him believe it was his.He kept asking who the father was. So my mother mentioned that she cheated on him with her ex (which was a lie). My mom aborted the baby and my parents went through a divorce. To. Perhaps, you should stop by. You look a bit hungry. As for me, I have a nice, warm body waiting in my bed and I am starved.’ Jealousy was enough to make Michael forget his throbbing groin and his wounded pride. So much for his perception of her needing his protection. She was more than capable of handling her own. The mention of another man in her bed fired up every testosterone fueled brain cell in his body. ‘A donor?’ ‘Don’t stress yourself, Michael. I don’t really get into the whole binding. " I guess if I told you that I didn't get much action you wouldn't be surprised. Not that I'm complaining OK maybe I'm complaining a little... but I understand that it's my fault.I've even been fixed up with "sure things", except it wasn't. We got to talking and soon I'm sympathizing with her. When I left, it was as a new friend. Only to find out later she called up some random guy who stayed the night. We're still friends, sometimes I watch her kids when she goes out.Before you say anything.