"It's been a long day, Ben, and I'm bushed. Maybe this weekend, if theother things get done." Well," he thought, "I'm tired, too. I worked all day her... and she hasn'tsaid a word of praise." He surfed the Internet until Cindy decided to goto bed and it was another chilly night.In the morning, Cindy listed out the day's set of tasks. Benconscientiously got right to work. When he took a break, the dressercaught his attention and that reminded him about the little door behindit. He sat on the bed. A few moments later, the door opened in stepped a short, round man. He was very similar to myself. Somewhat non-descript in appearance. Very normal and average. He flipped the garbage can over And sat down. I could tell this wasn’t his first time. He looked me in the eye and began undoing my zipper. I was already hard from the sheer anticipation of what I was allowing to happen. He reached through my zipper and pulled my briefs down. Then worked my cock out in to the open. His hands were cool. "Too late," she says, "Khan's dad said he'd pay but it's too late." she said quietly, "What do you think John, we could get a council flat." I guess the look I gave her put the kybosh on that pretty quick smart."Ok then," she says, "You could at least break a few of his bones and make him marry me." Sounds good to me!" Al says. I just stared, a few hours before I was sort of planning getting a place with Julie maybe having a kid, but this!I always thought she would rumble that me and Sandra. “Ballocks! She’s fifty-four Pete, do you really think any one will want a woman that age, these days with so many young girls just asking to be attached?”I mused that many are gagging for it too.My mother is incredibly sweet but very naïve also. Girls don’t want to be attached any more, they want to be shagged...“There’ll be some guy that fancies her Mum.”I wrapped my arm round Mum’s shoulders and cuddled her close. My mother weakly smiled up at me, appreciating the fact I had listened. I don’t.