I had to laugh silently. The poor crabs will be pissed... Lara and I had simply shrugged at each other, as Heather marched to the tent. She returned w...th a fresh roll, and in another minute, the camera was reassembled within its housing, ready for a new run of photos. A run with a decidedly more uncertain future, now!Yes, this tidal cycle was certainly feeling different.Maybe our silence is coming to an end... While descending the trail to the tidal flats, I’d been wondering what our activity. I got ready for school and couldn’t concentrate on my classes. My mind was affixed to morning’s conversation. I had seen in many incest movies where mom tastes the dried cum of her son from his undies. I started imagining my mother doing the same with those bed-sheets and I got an instant hard-on. As soon as I went home, I rushed towards my bathroom to masturbate thinking about my mom. I noticed that my bed-sheets had been changed. Again the thoughts of my mother licking my cum gave me a. The O'Leary's had been unable to attend as they were out of the country on a European vacation, but sent their best wishes, and a very nice check for Scott to spend on whatever he chose. Finally, the announcer called Scott Gordon and he stood and walked up the stairs and onto the stage.Brent felt something close to tears as he watched his son, smiling at the assembled crowd, stand tall with his classmates. It was the same emotion he felt three years earlier when Andrea had received her diploma.. “Nathan?” she said.“What about the Steeles?” he said.“The Steeles? I mean I know we are making the effort to be a bit more inclusive with him, her,” she said, “but I’m not sure that they, she’d, be a good fit for a thing like this one tomorrow. But, I mean if you think it would be appropriate...”“Hmm, yes, I mean I do think it would be a good idea, but appropriate? I’m not sure either. I mean I can’t really see any downsides to asking them if they’d like to come,” he said.“Hmm, I can,” she.