"Mmm yes mommaloves your kisses, love, c'mon here," as she grabbed off his shirt inturn to embrace Linda openly. They began to kiss each other, all ov...r,while Paul groped for Mrs. Erickson's supple bosom, emitting moans ofpleasure from her. "Oh yes, lover boy, come on...." she uttered sexually,eyeing the bedroom door carefully.A subtle noise occurs, the opening of a door from somewhere in the house."Oh shit, Paul, that must be my husband" Linda cried out, which shookPaul out of his haze. "What. As was herson at times when she warned him over this or that. Manners and customsfit perfectly with her tradition and Chuck was steeped in it growing up.Most boys would consider some of what Chuck had to endure rather sissyand perhaps it was for them. For Chuck, tea in the afternoon and twobaths a day under the watchful eye of a nanny, was both a comfort andaccommodating ritual.Those rituals simply moments to allow him to pause, his mother oftensaid. Pause and take a breath in a world always. .. say remember the other day when Reese and me were in your kitchen and like you were so horny and all?”“Yeah---yeah ... anyways, we um, met this guy and ---and I think you and him would hit it off pretty good. Yeah he is ... much older ... maybe 40 or so.”Olivia’s face turned scarlet, and I had a good idea what Nadia had asked her.“Um, no---no nothing like that. Jeeze he’s like older you know? Yeah ... nice looking, yeah. Not shy, you know? Yeah, we could stop by if you want. Me and Reese.. That was the first time that the back seat of that 4x4 got wet with my pussy juices.You should have seen the face of the toll collector when Bridie drew attention to herself and then pointed to me enough times so that the toll collector looked into the back seat. It didn’t help that Jon wound down the back window and went at snail speed until I was out of sight.It was good to get over the Pyrenees and down into that really warm climate. It just makes me feel so good – a different good to the.