“You like my ass, baby?”I couldn’t respond. She dug in her closet and came out with an impressive strap-on. Her face broke out into a gleeful gr...n. “I’m going to fuck you with this.”She came and pushed my body to the bed. I bounced on top of it, a little nervous about the size of the plastic cock she had in her hands. It had been a long, long time since something other than my own fingers had brought me pleasure.Olivia put it on, her eyes never leaving mine. “This vibrates, you know.”My head. Her pallu was moved down. So I can see her blouse. I found a little difficult as there was no light switched on. She was sleeping with folded legs and knee pointed towards the roof of the room. So her saree was below her knee. But it was damn dark so unable to see. Then I placed my hand on her blouse and pretended to sleep. I found no objection. May be she was sleeping.I started moving my hand on her boobs. Still I found no objection. It was damn soft. I was moving my finger on her nipples. It. MOM!" I complained."Get over it, and get dressed," she said as I scrambled to find my boxers."Are you upset that Peggy broke up with you?" Mom asked.I shrugged."Not really. We had one date, if she doesn't want to date me, that's fine. I'm sure we'll be friends, even if we're not dating." Tami wants to know if you're mad at her." Mom, we are getting into that territory again. If I talk to you, I can't be honest with you... 'cuz you're just gonna go tell Tami. So just tell her I'm fine, and I. Walter pulled the cribbage board out from under the table and set up the pegs while Brent shuffled the cards. It only took a few minutes for Walter to ask the first question."So, what's bothering you, young fellow? That fortieth birthday thing got you depressed?" he laughed lightly, trying not to start another coughing fit."No, nothing that easy, Walter." Brent sighed and leaned back in his chair, looking at his cards but not seeing them. He finally looked up at the patient face of his friend.