M., eight A.M. and nine A.M.before Becky came to the phone. We talked for thirty minutes, about nothing, about everything. We talked again that aftern...on and again on Sunday evening."What have you been doing?" Did you miss me?" Answer my question first" Missing you."Nothing of substance was said in the nearly two hours we spent on the telephone that day. We both knew we were repeating meaningless trivia, but we could not let go. We both knew we needed to study, but we couldn't let go.. Curious.~No. But they always expect me to do it for them.~And?~And it's not the most disgusting thing in the world but sometimes they... finish.I smiled at that. ~I told you, that's how they are when they're young. As it happens, I enjoy giving head. And getting, of course.I sent that but continued typing.~In fact, I was blowing Ron in the bedroom just, like, a minute before you got there.I caught Ron trying to read the texts. I have him an enigmatic smile and angled it away from him. Laura. He took me in his arms, pressed his body to mine, then held me and kissed me tenderly. I held him tight, wanting the moment to never end. Jim's mouth moved to my neck and I reached down to feel his hard shaft pressed into my stomach. As he nibbled and sucked my neck and ear lobe, I caressed the velvety underside of it, hungering to taste it once again. But I had to release it as he kissed his way down to my breasts. As he sucked on my nipples, he said, "When I'm done, I'm going to fuck you,. Damn it! What the hell's the matter with me? he wondered. Mary's got me thinking of my own daughter as a sex object, and I said I wouldn't do that anymore. He gave Alyson a slight nudge. "I think it's safe for you to get up now."The sudden look of hurt in her narrow eyes surprised him. "Yes, sir," she said as she rose. The formal response was another surprise. She shuffled head down the few feet to the edge of the stream and stood there in the rain with her back to him, her shoulders.