“What’s wrong, mom?” I instinctively hugged her. Like I mentioned, I do love my mother unconditionally; she just has a habit of throwing her pus...y at everyone, especially anyone I’m interested in.“He’s just so perfect. I don’t care what it takes, but you need to marry this man.”“Mom!” I cried out. “You’ve known him for what, like an hour? I won’t marry again, and you know it.”She embraced me. “He’s Zeus, Thor, and Dionysus made flesh. I’d cast a binding on you two but I don’t think it would. Even when Marty and Jenny and eventually Jenny and I, had our parting of the ways, Marty and I remained fast friends. I was attracted to Marty. Who wouldn’t be? He was smart, funny, tall and athletic. And did I mention, sexy as hell? He was a gorgeous mix of Mexican and Italian. He got his mothers perfectly tanned skin, sensuous lips and easy nature and his father’s dark wavy hair and startling blue eyes. What a devastating combination! I was cute in my way, though I knew that I was not Marty’s. The sun is beating down everything it can get it’s hands on and the dog is panting on the front porch. Thankfully, I’m inside, in front of my computer, with A/C and a cool glass of sweet tea. Tapping away at my keyboard, my cell phone lights up beside me. I casually flip it open. A text message from a long lost love… The ‘one that got away…’ — ‘How’s your brother? Come eat with me.’ I roll the thought around in my head a bit. He haven’t really seen each other in 7 years. Suddenly, I’m invited. He was hard again and knew he could not last. His hand closed around his penis again. He pulled himself mercilessly.Lisa inhaled sharply and her bare toes curled, both of her hands pulled at the couch covers. "Now, baby?" asked the man who had taken her to the edge. Face down he had not seen Dan, who was now furiously stroking it.Lisa, totally wound up and about to lose it, had not seen anything in a while. "Yes, OMG Yes, fuck me..." her last word washed out by the first twinge between her.