I always use mine tocushion my knees.” I nodded. Second, some of them askfor some pussy, it doesn’t usually happen, they usuallywait till ...e all are on the couches and such back therebut you should be ready for it, just in case.” I noddedagain. “Third, make this the last time you ever do thisbecause you really are fucking with some hardcorepeople here, they’d tear a mouse like you up.” she saidbefore walking away. “Have fun!” she laughed, while. Slowly, I withdrew my finger from her slit and my hand from her shorts. As I did, I felt her body relax a bit in my arms. I knew it wasnt the best idea, but I couldnt help myself, and raised my finger to my nose and took a deep sniff. Fuck!! Now that was the closest I ever came to creaming my jeans. I was hesitant but again couldnt help but take another big sniff. Thoughts of popping that cherry were put to the back of my mind when I smelled her scent. At that point, all I could think about was. Its Sunday morning today. I was counting the hours left. Mom does not seem to show any emotion at all. She is just busy with her routine work like making breakfast, cleaning the kitchen as if she doesn’t remember the plan at all or she is just pretending to act normal. Again. Who cares? I was excited.I had been thinking about it for the whole day. But I tried not to talk about it much with mom. So I don’t annoy her and piss her off and she backs out of the plan. I just kept being nice and. She gave me a soft smile when she saw what song had been playing, and I wondered if she knew that Alistair had left it for me. She walked with me for a while, discussing my music preferences; I had everything from country music to rap to classical to Broadway show tunes. A lot of my music was pop from the 80s and 90s; when I first began collecting music, before MP3 players came out, I could only afford second-hand CDs. I developed a taste for retro music that never left. Even the recent music.