See, right there, that hole. My vagina. It's where your dick goes when you fuck me. Well, I'm not saying you're going to fuck me, it's a hypothetical....And see right up above. I can't tell if you can see. Um, my pee hole. Where I pee out of." Um, I can't quite make out where it is." Okay, I gotta pee anyway, follow me," and we walked into the bathroom, she sat down, raised one of her legs up and said, "Now, get down, yeah, right there. Okay? Here it comes," and a stream of urine came squirting. "Ye-e-e-es?" she replied coldly. I thought desperately of something I could say to fill that awful gap. She looked at me for a long moment, and then drew back her head and laughed.Finally she stopped and said "You know... it would be fitting. Have you here every day, fucking and sucking every man in sight. Should I?" Should I?" she repeated. "Make you the beach slut every day for the next thirty of forty years?"I waited, but didn't feel the anticipated stream of humiliating words from my. " Why, mom?"He has been giving me the eyes for some time."Ben felt jealous and angry. "Well, in that case you shouldn't go, mom." But, as you say your father will be disappointed. I'll decide tomorrow." I hope you make the right decision, mom." We'll see." Then she looked at her son and asked smiling, "Are you ready to sleep?" No." Then why are you in your pyjama bottom?"Ben just smiled."Do you want mommy to suck you again?" Will it be tiring for you, mom?" No, son. I can suck your cock the. Anyway, it has been over a year now and I had to attend a trade show in Sacramento. I wondered, no hoped, Jessica would be there. The stars were in line or whatever the star gazers say because there was Jessica. It was just before lunch, my heart was pounding and I stood to one side of the booth. The light of the next booth shone past me and placed a shadow over Jessica which caused her to turn around and we both froze, stood still and gazed upon each other. Before either one of us spoke.