I likely shouldn't tell you this but, what the heck, I asked Bev what she liked about Bernie? Bev told me, ‘He's got a big dick!’" Oh boy,” I sa...d. "She sure never bitched about my equipment while we were married.” I paused, looking into Bonnie’s eyes. “Maybe I shouldn't tell you this… but, well, we’ve always been friends, so where’s the harm? Truthfully, my dick is not small. Actually, it's above average. Anyway, wow, hmmm, thanks for telling me Bonnie, I appreciate it.”"No problem," she said.. I struggled to remember him cooking more than beans on toast, and then under sufferance. We went through the upstairs rooms and she opened his wardrobe. A collection of smart but old-fashioned suits hung in plastic bags.“He must have been dapper in his day. Quite a stylish character,” said Catherine.I didn’t want her to be impressed by him. “Looks like he was a bit of a peacock, if you ask me. Why would a family man need all these fancy clothes, if not to impress other women?” I hoped I was. And Mrs. Dorsey did not react well to this bit of information, and wanted to send Jeff to some sort of camp that Reverend Neale said could 'cure' homosexuals. By this point Jeff was crying, and I was about to.I didn't know why the story affected me so much. "You're probably getting a crush on him," I thought to myself, "I wonder if Mom could help him out."Ms. Lease had the same idea. "Maybe it would help if I set up a meeting between your parents and the guidance counselor," she said, "since. Obviously, they had been fucking for a while, because he knew exactly what to do down there. For him, it seemed like he was looking for the bedroom, in a one-bedroom apartment. All he had to do, was crash on the bed with his mom. His face was already drenched, and that was a sight to see. Then I wanted to get a look at Elaine sucking on her son's cock. I slowly walked to the other side, and got a very close look. I saw her going up and down on his cock, and she was doing it really quickly."Holy.