. "He tried not to cry. "Bye," he muttered.She hung up.He slowly hung up himself. He lay back down on his bed, staring at his books. He opened them, f...eling numb, but he couldn't study. What was he going to do now? He had friends, but he'd just lost the best one he'd ever had. It was like a part of him had been ripped out. He felt hollow inside.He reflected some more, something he'd been doing all the time lately. He tried to push the memories out of his mind, but he couldn't.A knock came on. This was the week of the Publican and Pharisee, and tonight we’ll have Vespers for the Sunday of the Prodigal Son. This is the twenty-second time I’ll repeat the cycle, and I hope to do it for another sixty or seventy years! Church has always been the foundation of stability even when my life is otherwise chaotic.”“It hasn’t been as bad the last year or so, has it?” Doctor Mercer asked.“Except for Angie, no, it hasn’t; at least not since Liz and my parents reconciled and Elizaveta put the. There she was, my sexy lover, on her back in sexy lingerie, a slender sylph, so young and desirable."My turn," she announced, sitting up and shoving me down. She tugged my sneakers and socks off before climbing up and straddling my legs. Unlike me, Keira wasn't as efficient in undressing me. As panties stretched across a plump pussy distracting me, Keira drew my attention back with a hand gently rubbing the bulge of my erection over my jeans. "What's that old movie saying?" What saying?" You. The urgent desire to grab the back of her son's head and smash his face tighter into her cunt was strong, but she resisted it. She gripped her knees again as her legs spread wide. She squatted above her son's face, her own face contorting with agonizing rapture. Squatting as she was, the full expanse of her crotch was available to her young son's tongue. The touch of his tongue against the tight pucker of her asshole sent a sudden,unexpected, orgasm ripping through her. Peggy screamed as she.