She was at least 45 (almost mom's age) and claimed to be an artist. She and I talked for sometime. She lived with her husband who was a high-powered e...ecutive in some manufacturing firm and was 15 years older than her. She also got a good look at my mother when she came to pick me up. Even though mom wasn't wearing anything funky, the two women sized each other up, said quick hello and were eager to get away. Then a few days later, I got an email from this lady where she "sympathized" with me. I waited."Are you out on the porch?"Her question punctured the silence and the erection inside my pajamas went limp.I cleared my throat. "Yes. I'm having coffee and reading the paper." But then I couldn't resist adding, "And, I think I know what you're doing." Wha’d’ya mean?" Sounds to me like you’re masturbating!"She fell silent for a moment, then she said, "No, I'm not!" Well, then get dressed, come out, and have some coffee with me."Morning CoffeeA few minutes later she made her appearance. Surely there are women in places like this shopping mall that would be available" he concluded."I think you would be pushing it mate", Trevor replied. Harry was silent for several minutes and then said with a smile. "Say we bet on it, if I'm successful you buy me a crate of beer, if not I will buy you one". Trevor shook his head and in the seconds before he responded he considered the fact that Harry was generally very successful with women and that was the amazing point he treated women badly. ." Stick nodded, too. The two settled back to watch baseball. Once they had gotten past the 'don't touch me' barrier imposed by cultural homophobia, Stick wasn't really satisfied to just wrap his arm around Teddy's shoulders. The primary issue seemed to be the contrasts between the two young men; color aside, they were still physically very different. Stick was taller, narrower, and harder, more firmly muscled. Teddy was shorter and, by comparison, more softly fleshed. This was the kind of.