Gary went upstairs to see his mother. He knocked on the door once and waited a few seconds. He opened the door and his mother was sitting up in bed wa...ching CNN and eating her soup.“Gary,” she smiled.“Hey mom,” Gary went over and bent down to hug his mom and kiss her cheek.“It’s so good to have you here. Sit down,” she said patting the bed.Gary sat down on the bed next to his mom. She had a tray of food in front of her which consisted of Campbell’s chicken soup and a peanut butter and jelly. “That my handsome son is destined to grace menus throughout in the South. I can see it on the marquees of the finest dining establishment in such vacation hot spots as Immokalee, Florida or Hahira, Georgia; “Ellen’s Famous White Trout Milk Gravy; “ or, more likely, it’s like you said, everything tastes better in the great outdoors.”Tommy cleaned up and asked, “What do you want to do this morning Mommy.”“I want to take a bath, I stink. Why don’t you join me, you can wash my back.”“What, your. Did I say bangles and hoops? Do I have to? You looklovely. He said this patting my package which was very noticeablyunnoticeable. I love people seeing you like this. Seeing you for what youare. Come along! So I did and so I had, had come a long way under whatwas now very clearly his supervision. I wonder do people get that hebosses me completely. They must do, its what they think is what I'd liketo know. Its easy with the men, whether they want to fuck me not, I'm asignal board for sex to. I would lean forward and push backwards. He would whisper something quieting and stroke my back. I knew not to be too aggressive with my movements. His being in me was enough, enough and more than enough. We sat intermingled on the edge of orgasmic bliss. He would lean toward the door and I would turn around to the left and we would look in each other’s eyes. He would smile. I would smile. He would move his pelvis and remind me of how much of him he was giving me, how much I possessed at that.