Silva said, “That was a nice thing you did for Carla.”“‘Twas a little thing. It was as much as I could do under the circumstances,” remarked...Harry with a shrug.Silva was silent for a moment as she thought about what he considered to be a little thing. He had just given a woman her sexuality back to her with a single touch. It reminded her of something that had happened the first time that she had been in the truck.She said, “That day when you picked me up from the hospital, there was a guy with. This went on for a few minutes until he demanded me to get on my knees and suck it. I began to slowly move my head toward his dick, but hesitated. I really wanted it in my mouth, but I could not do it and ran out of the restroom and never looked back. Part of me was ashamed that this happened. Yet, I had this overwhelming disappointment that I didn't go through with it. I didn’t think for a second about the guy, it was all about his huge dick and the disappointment of not taking it in my mouth. He held it like a Knight of the Round Table holding a Lance and headed toward my Mom’s ass in a grand joust. “Tell her to let me do it, Bro!” he said.“Is that what you really want, Ma?” I asked my Mother while I swatted for her the tenth time on the cunt.“Yes, more than anything, Adam. Please tell me to let Barry punish me for what I did,” My Mom said.“Barry can now punish you whenever you are rude, cruel, pushy, hesitant to obey orders, including for things you have done in the past that still. And blue eyes and red hair and a smile? Made me warm all over.She reached for her flute case. "You can get your banjo," she said. "But we're not doing anything intense. Let's just make music together and relax." Okay, we can do that," I said as I went to the locker that held the banjo. We sat at opposite ends of the settee."Gimme a D," she said. I did, and we tuned together, then she launched into a slow, plaintive piece. I played along softly, taking my cues from her fingerings."Good warmup,.