Gary was still fast asleep, so I tiptoes to the shower and made sure the door was closed before I set it going, he worked hard last night.Cleaned and ...efreshed I crept downstairs and put on a pot of coffee and made some toast, carrying it upstairs on a tray, breakfast in bed for my hero."Wake up sleepyhead." Wha ... where am I" In my bed, now unless you want me to tip this over you I suggest you sit up so I can put this tray down." Oh wow, breakfast in bed, I've never had this before." Don't. He wanted to talk about his discovery; giving was more gratifying than receiving. He said nothing about watching our coupling, preferring to gloat about how receptive Jane had been to his oral ministration.It was about a week later before Janet and I were really alone together. She went with me to take my driver's exam. On the way home, I was excited about passing the test. Janet wanted to talk about something else."Were you sorry that we didn't need to resort to Pan B?" NO, what makes you ask. Tell you what, if mom ever gets pregnant again, we'll wait until I'm about eight or nine months along, then we'll have another one of these drive-in dates. How's that?" She asked."Sounds good." I said.I looked back at her cunt."My clit fascinates you, doesn't it?" Mom asked."Your what?" I asked.Mom brought her finger up and pinched the fat nub at the top of her cunt, making it stick out like a swollen thumb."This plump little girl. She's momma's clit and you've been staring at her." She said."I. His grandfather was a freelance photographer. During his summers with Pop, Ryan became his assistant and he taught him everything he knew about photography and his business. Pop would take him on photo shoots all over the state that he loved. He encouraged Ryan; helped him with his technique and showed him the importance of composition and the difference between a good photo and a great one. He made Ryan a good photographer, and Ryan looked forward to continuing his education under Pop’s.