Lance picked up the narrow foot-long piece of driftwood that he hadn’t seen when he sat down, and, folding his legs in his own Indian-like way, he s...ratched absent-mindedly on the tablet of smooth wet sand in front of him. ‘You’re right, Mom, that’s what this is.’ His steady right arm dug a single downward angled groove in the sand. ‘Mom,’ he said, as another angled groove met the first one. ‘I sure wish you could meet her. She’s just so…’ ‘Who ya talkin’ to Big Boy?’ her cheerful voice. "Marcus..." You just look good enough to eat when you smile like that." She shivered, clutching him a little tighter. Marcus just didn't talk like that and the shock as much as the words got to her."What would you know about eating me?" she giggled back, feeling the tingle in the pit of her stomach start up again."As soon as you let me, I'll start learning." He promised. She eased back, staring at him, and it was all so clear in his eyes. There was concern, and love, and caring as always. But. As fast as I could I stuffed the panties into my pocket. Walking to the basket my neighbor next door proceeded to putting the load into the washer. Again, there I was sporting a large erection. At least this time I got off a quick "Good morning" before running away.Back in my apartment I made good use of my new treasure. Those panties became the item responsible for many of my masturbation sessions. I was liking my new place more and more. I still avoided my neighbor though.One day after. He finally walked to his corner after staring at me for a few more seconds. They finally got to the introductions. When they said my record, only having the one loss, Botha yelled out “Loser”.Mom was hollering and doing the loud whistling thing she did, she was a one-woman cheering section. Botha got a huge amount of cheering when they announced him.We got brought out to the center for the special instructions. The only thing the ref told us was that he didn’t want to hear us making comments to.