"Please don't let her bother you."Caryn began crying as Mike held her. He comforted her as best he could, murmuring, "She's gone. She's gone. Don't wo...ry." Mike, can she do anything? I mean, what if she calls Deanne?" Caryn asked."Don't worry about that. Deanne would read her the riot act," he said confidently. But another possibility crept into his thoughts. What if Deanne didn't get the call?Mike fixed dinner, and made it a joyous affair. By the time they crawled into bed, Caryn was almost. If I give you what you want it all stays a secret between you and me; what I was doing with Tim and what I do with you?" Yes" I moaned as she increased the speed of her hand."Promise?" Yes, I promise" I croaked out." I'm holding you to it little brother" and she lowered her head and took me in her mouth. It was too much for me and as her lips clamped around me I came and pumped what felt like buckets into her mouth. She kept her mouth on me until I was soft and then she took her mouth off me. His lips were soft but aggressive and despite my feelings I felt my body immediately respond. Before I could even think I was kissing him back, heat spreading, heart rate increasing, and soft moans escaping. He stopped and asked if this was ok, knowing it was, but playing his role as a southern gentleman expertly. Blushing, I said it was unexpected but nice. He rounded the corner and pulled in to a place that rents tubes to float down the river. It was late and dark and we were completely. I wish youwould too, mom."She raised an eyebrow. "Well, this IS a whole new you." Yeah," I said. "And I was thinking maybe it's time to go back to mynatural hair color, too? What do you think?"She reached over and grabbed a lock of my hair. "Hmm," she said. "Maybewe could put some red highlights in it first. Make it so the transitionisn't so abrupt." That would be great," I said, getting up to serve our dinner.That night, when I went to bed, I found it difficult to sleep onceagain. It wasn't.