I was looking forward to his coming of age.Over the next three years, we brought the art of flirting to a new height. Of course by this time I had pre...ty much resigned myself to the fact that he would never be interested in me sexually and that our flirting had become merely routine.Many times, he had started conversations with me relating to his perfectly natural curiosity about same sex and the confusion that it was causing him. Although I wanted to be the one to initiate him into the. She liked mfm, he liked bi and some gay stuff, and cuckold movies where the husband would 'clean' his wife after she had been fucked. He also liked cross dressers. These are the same things I like.She had been flirting with me at the start of the trip, and I suggested they come up to the wheel house late some evening when we were at anchor. I thought both of them would show up, but only she did. When I asked why she said she didn't think he would like seeing her do what she wanted to do with. . I was shocked but happy for her. I joked about her sons age saying if he was mine, she blink and said looks just like his dad... she invited me to lunch the next day, that her mother in law was making some of famous soup... I agreed. I showed up to her apartment, her husband and their k**s where outside of building and I recognized her husband as an old boyfriend I met and we could say acquaintance. Crazy enough he was complex landlord, he told the k**s to head in he will meet us inside, that. I did, and felt really stupid. "The built-in microphone, right? I guess if you wanted to talk to me, you'd talk through the speakers? Why don't you just talk to me?" I asked, my brow furrowing.You reacted badly enough to my text.I nodded, knowing I would have run screaming from the room had a voice emanated from the speakers.Open a Microsoft Word document so we can talk.Shivering convulsively, I slid up to the desk, willed my hands to hold steady, and used a fingertip to start Microsoft Word. I.