I'm becoming boring!" Not even a little bit are you boring. Don't ever worry about that. You pack more living into one day than most people do in a ye...r. Besides which, I didn't do this to you. You did it to yourself." I know, I know. It's just weird. I like Shakespeare, for chrissakes! I'm not supposed to like Shakespeare, I'm supposed to like beer!" Which do you truly like better?" Shakespeare." Sophia sighed. " I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Before I turned into Wild Woman, I loved to. . ." he said in a soft tone, yet begging manner."Noo!" I said, now in a stern and upset tone."Just a touch then?" he asked again. His sudden directness, and not taking 'no' for an answer, took me back for a second, and I once again hesitated, and then said. . ."No."He looked at me for a second with a weird look and laughed briefly."You thought about it though." as he continued to laugh with arrogance.I suddenly felt somewhat exposed, confused, and flustered, all at the same time. I guess I had. I stood up to take off my clothes and look down at the sexual creature that played out before me on the sofa, when I realized her daughter had been standing in the doorway watching, for how I didn't know. I covered my self the best I could and jumped behind the couch. My girlfriend jumped up not knowing what had happened, looking around in a panic when she noticed her daughter standing there. My girlfriend laughed as I hovered behind the couch. What is so damn funny I asked, your daughter just. " Mom disappeared through the dark doorway.I sat alone for a very long time. The dampness of my pants and the cool night air upon my still exposed soft cock a firm reminder that what had just happened was not a dream. In fact, I started to feel angry at myself, at my own actions. Mom had never done anything to warrant this nights behaviour towards her, if anything it was to the contrary.Certainly I was impassioned by watching Jim and Gloria, viewing for the first time a naked woman and then the.