. in the library." Where were you born?" asked Kathy."I think it must have been Jackson," I said. "I can still remember my address. I had to have it m...morized when I went to school the first day." Really?" asked Kathy. "You can still remember that from way back then?" Sixteen-nineteen Wall street, Jackson, Iowa, one-one-six-three-two." I was surprised at how smoothly it slipped off my lips. "My telephone number was Skyline six-six-nine-four." Skyline?" asked Kathy."That was back when people had. Before I had the internet, this is what I used.’ ‘You would jack off out here?’ ‘In places like this, finding old porno mags…or old JC Penney’s catalogs.’ ‘I like thinking about that. In fact…’ ‘Yes?’ She looked at me sheepishly. ‘Do you want to watch?’ She nodded her head. I shyly but eagerly opened up my pants, and took my penis out. It was of course hard. ‘Well, I would open up the magazine like this…’ She cleared her throat. ‘Oh, I have a live model, this time.’ she layed down on the. ’ ‘Things that match should be together,’ Annie agreed quietly. Kendall wondered whether she was talking about jewelry or something else entirely, but didn’t push. Annie was quite possibly less than a year away from being her stepdaughter, and she wanted to be friends. They worked together in companionable silence for a long while until Taylor emerged from her shop. She’d been away from the store for ten days, and had spent the entire day on the bench creating. Her eyes rounded when she she. I couldn't be happier. It was your semen, Howie, what you probably call 'cum.' It felt wonderful, so nice and warm, down deep inside me. Thank you, you've made me very happy," and she held me close.I lay there, so happy, so contented, in her arms, my dick still inside her, still hard, realizing that this was sex, this was fucking, this was what all my friends talked about all the time."Howie," she whispered, "You still feel hard inside me, why don't you try pulling out some, not all the way.