Not a blip on the screamers (news channels) about it ... Wait! You're him aren't you!" she squealed with delight. "You're the major of The Major's Har...m! I though you looked familiar! Wait till my mates hear that I flew him over!"I groaned. Fucking scandal sites!Of course after that she was chatty as could be wanting to know everything about the band, me and of course our love life. I will say she wasn't upset one little bit when I told her more than once that certain topics were private and I. ’ As she spoke, she toyed with a button on Santa’s jacket while her other hand slipped behind his neck and flicked at the string that held his beard on. ‘You see, I’ve been having these naughty thoughts about my boss. All day I think about him calling me into his office and ordering me to bend over across his desk. When I hesitate, he slaps my bottom really hard! So I bend over. He lifts my dress up and pulls my panties down. Then he slaps my fanny again, this time even harder. It’s stings. Many years.“When’s the funeral?” she asked.I swallowed hard. “The day after tomorrow.”“Do you want the girls to go?”I nodded. “I think so. I think it’s ... important.”She nodded and laid her head against my chest again, seeking comfort in the certainty of my body. “I’ll miss her.”“Me too,” I said, my voice raspy with pent-up emotion.My chest was tight and I felt a growing knot in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t want to believe it. A car accident. Just some random thing.Random hurts.Some time. “My legs want to cramp up.” I answered. “Lay back, and let me rub them for you.” Mon said Mom sat on the side of the bed, reached over and began to gently rub my legs. It seemed to help. She began to rub my thighs. She reached across to rub my other leg, and her arm went across my dick. I felt a urge stirring in my dick. I just held my breath. Again across to the other leg, and this time more pressure on my dick. It began to get hard. Back and forth between my left leg, and my right leg. Each.