Oh yes; I've fucked him in every way possible, and what do you think of that?"Mom," Robbie said, sitting naked upon the side of the bed, "you look ter...ific, all sultry and kind of smooth. You also look thoughtful. Not worried about anything, are you?"Lauralee put one hand lightly upon her son's bare thigh. "Darling, you don't know exactly where your father is, do you?He glanced away. "Yeah, I do. I--I've been keeping in touch with him. Dad is still in town, and before you ask--he hasn't married. Give me something to do." Bored with your lover, about to be husband already?" God no, but you aren't here. All my life I have either worked or had to worry how to get this or that done so I could get ready for work. Television has always seemed such a waste to me. I just don't have anything to do, that's all." You said one time within the last two weeks that you didn't have time to be with Paul. How about you start and write a little history about him. Start with when you first discovered he. I... I just couldn't help it. I can't explain it, but I needed to do it."Mom rolled onto her side and cooed, "I know what your mean, honey. Truthfully I wanted to feel your cum, also."We held each other as we kissed once more and then fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.I was happy when I awoke, and Mom was still next to my side. I couldn't stop admiring her as she slept, and was greeted by her smiling face when she opened her eyes and said, "Morning, lover."Lover, she called me her lover. "Chapter 132Mr. MasonPersonal log (voice), Captain French of the Flying Dutchman,2:31 pm November 3rd, 20068:31 am November 4th, 2006 (local time)Tiffany turned the command chair away from me and held up her hand. "You're right. You didn't sign up for this. You offered to help me with the AIDs research. For that I'll not leave you at the first safe spot I find. But this isn't a research trip. You've authority is zero. Your influence is about zero after you misjudged us so. You're dismissed. I'm.