." Did something else happen, Janice?" You could never tell anyone, right?" Of course not. What happened?" I'm ashamed, but I have to tell someone," J...nice almost whispered."What could you possibly be ashamed of?" I had a little ... a little orgasm!" And why would that make you ashamed, Janice? Are you afraid that getting an orgasm from your little boy rubbing your back would make you a pedophile?" Little boy? No, Julia. I'm ashamed because he turned into a man, just like you said. I didn't. I have to say for a small guy he had a good sized and nicely curved cock, and he could certainly cum! I managed to get most down my throat but some got away!!Anyway he had his tea and went up on the roof and replaced the tile and when he came down I thought he would be on his way but he asked if he could use the bathroom and so I showed him upstairs where it was and then he asked if he could use the shower to clean up!! Not sure I'd ever had a workman ask to do that before or since, but i said. But she had a plan. And that plan made her godly cock hard as diamonds as she licked her delicious lips.All she needed to do is have some hero slay some sort of evil in her name. Mortals were always futzing around with things they weren't supposed too, there was always some evil sorcerer or ruthless tyrant one could use as a patsy for a good old fashion holy quest. The hard part (she loved the word 'hard') was acquiring a hero, or in her case, make one. It was actually quite rare for a hero not. Eventually that memory appeared.o0oIt was early spring of my senior year, a few days after my birthday, and the doctor had said to keep doing the exersizes and therapy. My knees were slowly improving, the swelling going down. The pain and ache, especially at night, was at times almost unbearable. My parents took turns massaging them on those nights, rubbing both knees to help relieve the ache. It always helped.Mom was almost 45 then. She stood at just above 5' 2" and was a curvy 120 lbs, with.