”“Are you going to see Kara?”“Yes, tonight for dinner. I’m having lunch with Bethany today, breakfast with Pete, Melanie, and some others to...orrow, then dinner at Don Joseph’s on Sunday. I don’t have any plans for Monday, though I’ll probably try to see Kara again before we head back.”“Dad, can I go to breakfast with Steve tomorrow? Instead of church? It’s not like I don’t go every week.”“Your mom has just calmed down. I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”“Dad, could she come to Don Joseph’s for. Can I tell you something?Akram: Of course, bro. What is it?Me: Ummm.Akram: Come on, bro. You know you can tell me anything, right? You don’t have to think so much.Me: Ok. I have a crush on one of our friend’s moms. I am unable to stop thinking about her.Akram: Oh, sexy, bro. Who is it? Someone, I know? What’s there to think so much about this? We have been fantasizing about a lot of women we know. Our teachers, Rekha aunty (my neighbor), Seema aunty (another friend’s mom). So don’t worry and. Can I see? Just once.” “Absolutely not, Julie. That wouldn’t be right. You’ll find out when you’re older,” I said, trying to pull away from her. But I was already at the end of the couch, I couldn’t get further away. I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach, and my face grew very warm. I knew I was blushing furiously. She was holding my arm, her head leaning on my shoulder. I knew she was staring at my dick. My daughter had her legs spread, her vibrator in her pussy. My dick betrayed. . yourself!" he replied equally spent. With his last ounce of strength, he pulled her close and put his arm around her, Holding her as they regained themselves again.They lay together in each other's arms for about a half hour until Alexia finally spoke. "I should get cleaned up. I'm all sweaty and smelly!" You smell wonderful to me!" Thanks, honey, but I feel all icky. Let me take a shower and get all fresh for you again." And she got out of bed and walked to the shower. Etan meantime got up.