We can do that.", I told him as I held his cock in my hand and guided him to one of the back stalls. "Too bad I'm not dressed up for you babe. I could...go to my room."As we made our way to the stall, I sat down and wiped his dick and pulled his pants down a little more to get a better view. I discovered that he had the biggest set of testicles I had ever seen. He was a somewhat portly gentleman. not extremely fat, but somewhat short and chubby. His cock was nice and fat, but roughly about a. "What am, I doing here? "He felt a desperate inner plea, begging him to turn away, go home, go to the pub, go anywhere except back through those dark wrought iron gates.Whomever it was that had written, school days are the best of your life, had never attended Urqueholme Secondary Modern."What am, I doing here?"The invitation had arrived f******n days ago. Just plop, and there it was on the doormat. No warnings, no by your leave, no anything, just plop.He had read it over his toast and corn. "I was about to tell her "No fucking way" when I'd heard that last part. Maybe she really was serious this time. And if there was one thing I wanted to do, it was get on with my life, which excluded having anything to do with her."Ok, dinner out someplace sounds fine. When?" Are you free tomorrow evening?" she asked.I thought, "Sure... what time?" How about we meet at 'The Wharf' around eight," she said standing up from her seat and preparing to leave. "Oh, don't bother standing up, she said. Dad simply shook his head signaling a big “NO”. We watched as Dad walked past us waving a bye to us. On the way back home, Mom came and sat in the front seat next to me. I tried to cheer up mom but she was in no mood. I suggested having dinner at a restaurant. My mom plainly nodded her head. I drove towards a good restaurant and order food for both of us. We both sat in silence and ate our food. I tried to make a conversation with mom but it all went in vain. After dinner we made our way to our.