“No” Maria replied, “I want to.” Maria approached our table and asked if we wanted any desert. “Do you come on the desert menu?” Maria as...ed. Emily smiled. “No,” Emily responded, “Unfortunately not.” I could tell Maria was hurt and a bit embarrassed. I patted the bench seat next to me. Emily sat down and looked at me. “What is it?” Emily asked. “Did I do something wrong?” “No,” I replied, “You’ve been the best hostess. But I think we’d like to take you home with us.” Emily smiled. I don’t. ”“Sure you can. You’re thinking romantic love versus friendship-type love. You love me, Red, Emily, Martha, the girls here, and others. What you’re doing is confusing real love with romantic love. Romantic love isn’t the real thing. It comes and goes, and it fades with feelings. Real love, what the Greek’s called «agape», is the love that lets you die for someone if need be. I love Pete, Josh, Kurt, and Dave. Think about that.”“Yeah, you’re the last person on the planet who I’d think was gay!. ” Alison jacked his prick faster. “Would you like to learn aboutsex with your mom?”“Y…yes!”“All right, baby. Why don’t I start out by showing you how good itfeels to have your cock sucked? Be a good boy, now, and sit up on theedge of the bed.”Randy did as his mother asked, his huge prick throbbing wildly,wiggling to the edge of the mattress. Alison eagerly knelt on the floorfacing him, her mouth watering as she confronted the jutting thicknessof his cock. Again she wrapped her fingers around. "Couldn't sleep, Emily?" No. I'm still too wired from that game." I couldn't either. Can I use the tub, too?" Sure! Any time!"She slipped off her robe, folded it, and put it on one of the benches. Then she came into the tub. We sat there in silence, letting the swirling water relax us.Then Jessie spoke. "Emily, thanks so much for the vibrator. It's so much better than my old one." So you've had a chance to use it?" Have I ever! It's not quite like a boyfriend, but it's close. And a lot more.