My hands now massaging the whole of your back, from the top of shoulders to the base of your cheeks. Reaching around you I find your beautiful breasts...swaying your nipples getting more sensitive with every touch. I notice you are watching yourself almost as in a dream in the mirror as two people explore each other with no taboos or judgment. My eyes transfixed on yours in the mirror, I see your hand rubbing your lips and clit and then move down to my balls. As our pace quickens, you move off. At least regarding food and snacks, they had a common denominator ... stay away from the sweets. I was usually just the opposite and often regretted not eating more regular like the rest of my family and friends that reminded me I was too skinny for my own good.It was a big difference from my early years in high school when I was on a baloney and hero sandwich kick that had me “eating the whole thing” from one end to the other. The only thing that kept me from gaining too much weight was the. John jr. 17yrs. and Gina 15yrs. they live in a upper crest big house in a very well off development. At 7am. Mary wakes to get the moring started as her hubby and k**s come down to eat no one says Happy B-day to her, her feelings hurt but she keeps her cool and says nothing. After the family leave she calls her close friends for lunch but all have plans already, her phone rings and John informs her he must go out of town and will not be home tonite. Mary lays around watching TV and crying. His breathing slowly returned to normal so I made the decision to stay awake to make sure he got through the night. He eventually stirred and then woke around eight. ‘What the fuck’s going on, why are you sitting there watching me?’ ‘You’re on cleaning duties. You were sick in the night and nearly chocked on your own vomit. Hell of a way to die buddy.’ With that I pulled my jacket off the chair and went looking for some breakfast. I was tired and simply wasn’t in the mood to talk to him. Chukka.