.. okay... , ya'll made your point. I am just wrong..." Kathy said."No, Kathy, ' I said. "You're just cautious, and that's not a bad thing." Thank you...for your generosity, Alan," Kathy said, "but I'm afraid my motives weren't as pure as one would hope." "But you're over it," Mike said. "Besides, here's fried catfish. That's sure to bring on benevolent thoughts." Tell me again why I married you?" She laughed.Susan rolled her eyes."I think it's cute," Tina said.Dinner became a lot more relaxed.. The bed was soft, and the lights were dimmed, but not enough to stop me from being able to gaze at this lovely little doll sucking my cock.She was my cousin. But, to tell the story of how we got to this point, I have to back up.My cousin had moved out to California to attend Stanford University after graduating in 2012. But, wait, let me back up even further.My cousin, the whole rest of my family, and I had always had something of an interesting relationship. We were a close family. But I was a. ‘Welcome Sir! Welcome to Kyoto’s Restaurant. Place for one? Only one?’ she asked with a very heavy Asian accent. ‘No!’ I answered. ‘As a matter of fact, I am meeting a friend here. A lady friend.’ If possible, her smile widened. ‘Oh, you must be guest of Ms. Citrone. This way please!’ On that, she turned around and led me toward the back of the restaurant, away from the main floor. In a hallway, four open curtains were revealing tables that ensured complete discretion. ‘Here, sit! Ms Citrone. Another guy goes by, OK looking, but not enough to get out of my comfort zone to go thru with this. Finally a decent looking younger guy walks by and I get his attention. I ask him if he could help, holding my hand up to show my splinted fingers. I see his eyes give my tits a once over. He smiles, of coarse. I can tell he was interested. So I walk toward the little room and he asks, where you going? Quick thinking, I told him, oh, I don't want to leave my purse to long. So he follows me into.